This is for Birdie:
The cats decided to celebrate by doing some patriotic wrasslin':
"Hey! Hey! No fair!"
"You give?" "Yeah. YOU give?" "Yeah".
Boys will be boys.
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- rockygrace
- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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2 comments:
And it looks like it's about time for them to be ex-boys.
No worries, Becs, there won't be any little Ponys running around.
Because he wasn't neutered until he came into rescue care at a year old, he still has, well, a set. But it's strictly decorative.
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