I don't think this is what Boxing Day means, though...
Don't you hate it when someone snaps your picture when you're in the bath??
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About Me
- Kyddryn
- Redneck Central, Georgia, United States
- I am mum to a twenty-year-old evil genius son (of course, I may be biased) and the clever and beautiful force of nature, twelve-year-old Sprout. They and my cats conspire to deprive me of sleep and sanity on a regular basis. I live in Redneck Central with my kids and cats. I call our home "Casa de Crazy" for a reason. It could be because I'm nuttier than a Claxton fruitcake. I have a foul disposition and the manners of a troll. What's not to love?
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*SNORT*
I really snorted out loud when I saw this!
That is hilarious!!!
Hey! I have one of those, too! A box with a cat in it, I mean. Only my box has its corners all chewed up, and the same cat seems to somehow be in several places at once-- in the box, warming his tummy on the stove top, sitting in the woodstove (yes, that's *in*, not on-- the stove isn't hooked up to a chimney yet), and knocking things down off the top of the fridge. How can one cat be in so many places at once, and still manage to find time to lick his butt??
MereCat, then I've succeeded.
Mama Schmoo, thanks!
Rachel, for every cat, there's a dimensional rift. Also, there's a butt and a tongue, and some furry bits we don't care to see. It's sort of chaos, sort of Zen, you know?
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