tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27956160.post116527540784691255..comments2024-03-09T06:25:45.105-06:00Comments on uninflected images juxtaposed: Getting Some Cat...wcdixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06511429457006302795noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27956160.post-1165347207544217962006-12-05T13:33:00.000-06:002006-12-05T13:33:00.000-06:00Wow, does that ever remind me of my cats! Whenever...Wow, does that ever remind me of my cats! Whenever they hear or smell something which might even be remotely digestable they come wandering towards me like zombies ("Brains! Must...eat....brains."), meowing and rubbing themselves all over my legs. Yes, I've even been barfed on -- many times. My little darlings sleep in bed with me, one on my back, one on my head, and they don't even bother to get up when they feel a furball working its way up their esophagus. They just puke right on me and go back to sleep. I can't tell you how many times I've woken up with yesterday's tuna/beef mangled in cat hair smeared on my face. Eeewww!Kelly J. Crawfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17616846693843517335noreply@blogger.com