(mom: actually, he was trying to trim out the last of the ice storm damage, but only spiderman could manage that without a bucket-truck, so the tippy-top snags will remain.)
Adventures of four kitties of disparate backgrounds (Nitro S Pierce, Xing Lu, Igmu Sapa, & DammitJim) residing in one house with two 2-leggers (Dad & Mommer) and a lesser 4-legger (dog Cocoa). Oddly enough, all 4-leggers share the first name, "DAMMIT!" (One moreso than the others.)
28 March 2007
wacky wednesday
our wacky dad. he saw max's commander kitty tower, so he hadda get one. he doesn't even have a tail to help him balance gracefully, so we were a little worried as he crawled from branch to branch. and since he doesn't have claws, he was rubbing a big piece of metal on the branches. every once in a while, he'd make some noise, but it didn't sound much like meowing . . . . we're furry concerned about his mental health; is this a "spring" thing with beans?
(mom: actually, he was trying to trim out the last of the ice storm damage, but only spiderman could manage that without a bucket-truck, so the tippy-top snags will remain.)
(mom: actually, he was trying to trim out the last of the ice storm damage, but only spiderman could manage that without a bucket-truck, so the tippy-top snags will remain.)
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3 comments:
Wowy! Yer bean dad is a furry good tere climber - we finks that is higher that even Jeter Harris has aver climbed!
Wow - that is some incredible climbing going on there! The highest I have ever been is on top of the refrigerator!!!
Purrrs, Willow
Your comments button is back! Great job Ed! Now...if only you could get some help for your wacky dad...
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