Which teaches me an important life lesson: do not leave Blogger open in the presence of a retarded tabby unless you want retarded posts to appear.
Worth letting your missus know, Bucko.
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
Bloody cats!
This post, which was going to be about tobacco and was to be composed with the aid of a nice cup of tea, turned into this while I was out of the room.
Which teaches me an important life lesson: do not leave Blogger open in the presence of a retarded tabby unless you want retarded posts to appear.
Worth letting your missus know, Bucko.
Which teaches me an important life lesson: do not leave Blogger open in the presence of a retarded tabby unless you want retarded posts to appear.
Worth letting your missus know, Bucko.
My cats most definitely know how to press Control/Alt/delete.
ReplyDeleteLike it! Good post Tabby.
ReplyDeleteMrs Bucko doesn't use Blogger. She's one of them that go on that Facebook thingy.
My cats have never done a guest post but they have eaten through my broadband cable and filter.
When they can order their own cat food online I'm dead.
ReplyDeleteThey may be able to order thier own cat food, but they'll never get it out of the tin.
ReplyDeleteWe get the semi-dry stuff in bags of a couple of kilos or so. I reckon they could chew those open given time and incentive. Best I don't give them any typing lessons.
ReplyDeleteSay what you like about your cat's blogging skills, but it sure does make more sense than Tax Research UK.
ReplyDeleteThings have fallen out of her arse that make more sense than Tax Research UK
ReplyDelete"We get the semi-dry stuff in bags of a couple of kilos or so. I reckon they could chew those open given time and incentive."
ReplyDeleteIf we forget and leave a packet of Whiskas or Gelix out (one of the little plastic pouches) we find in in the morning with thousands of tiny holes, and the contents mostly sucked out!
Cat vampirism! Mrs Exile hooted when I told her about that comment, JuliaM.
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