As many of you recall, we’ve got an elaborate plan to make our two cats be friends that involves a screen door mounted in our guest room doorway.
A few moments ago all 20 pounds of Fat Sam was on the bedroom side of the door and having none of it. I heard a clanging-type sound, a loud sound, and raced down the hallway to see his big fat furry tummy plastered about three feet above the floor as he Spider-Man’d his way up the screen. Total splay spread eagle. I wish I had a photo, but my surprised laughter caused him to take the Neste Plunge.
jaysaint 
Posted by travellight on July 16, 2006 at 1:39 am
Some days I would pay cash money to live at your house.
Could you send me your mailing address, please ma’am?
Posted by travellight on July 16, 2006 at 1:39 am
Some days I would pay cash money to live at your house.
Could you send me your mailing address, please ma’am?
Posted by jaysaint on July 16, 2006 at 2:19 am
I can only hope your request for my address means you are going to actually come live at my house, at least for a while. I’ve got a fat cat and an Aerobed, both with your names on them.
117 Seaman Ave. #1C
New York, NY
10034
Posted by jaysaint on July 16, 2006 at 2:19 am
I can only hope your request for my address means you are going to actually come live at my house, at least for a while. I’ve got a fat cat and an Aerobed, both with your names on them.
117 Seaman Ave. #1C
New York, NY
10034
Posted by travellight on July 16, 2006 at 1:39 am
Some days I would pay cash money to live at your house.
Could you send me your mailing address, please ma’am?
Posted by jaysaint on July 16, 2006 at 2:19 am
I can only hope your request for my address means you are going to actually come live at my house, at least for a while. I’ve got a fat cat and an Aerobed, both with your names on them.
117 Seaman Ave. #1C
New York, NY
10034