In the tradition of super hefty kitten Caturday action, here we go again. This time, it’s large kittayn attempting to bathe!
1990: Dance/pop singing sensation Milli Vanilli are forced to return their Grammy award for Best New Artist when it is revealed they are dogs.
I, for one, was totally fooled, Hallam J.
I saw you pedaling around, and watching all that sustained physical activity tends to wear me out, so I figured you owed me a place to sleep… (zzzzzzzzzzz)
Wake me up in time for the next post, Anna G.
All Monday I sit by this bowl, with nought to do but pine
With an acorn in my heart to nosh these nuts of mine.
My humans eat them all the time, I pecan see them do it.
With that shiny tool they use, it seems there’s nothing to it.
To meet my need I’d glady read each book in academia
to learn the knack I sadly lack to crack a macadamia.
Mister, cashew teach me how to be a happy snacker?
I’ll eat my fill, Bert, once I learn how to work a nutcracker.
I have a feeling that Cliodna will crack this sooner or later, Sharon S.