Sunday, July 03, 2005
Today's blog post by Edgar Allen Poe, Maine coon cat, age 12
Meow meow meow
I like to lick plastic bags
No one knows why
I don't think I know why
I wake Uncle Steven up in the morning, every morning
for no good reason
Meow, I say, and then
BONK with my head
Occasionally when he rubs my belly
which I love
I will suddenly decide
I am very scared
and latch onto his entire forearm
All I want to do during the winter
is crawl under the comforter on his bed
All I want to do during the summer
is lie in the closet
and occasionally melt
into a dark puddle on the living room floor
My favorite hobby is
digging litter
Meow meow meow
All cats and all cat owners
are insane
I like to lick plastic bags
No one knows why
I don't think I know why
I wake Uncle Steven up in the morning, every morning
for no good reason
Meow, I say, and then
BONK with my head
Occasionally when he rubs my belly
which I love
I will suddenly decide
I am very scared
and latch onto his entire forearm
All I want to do during the winter
is crawl under the comforter on his bed
All I want to do during the summer
is lie in the closet
and occasionally melt
into a dark puddle on the living room floor
My favorite hobby is
digging litter
Meow meow meow
All cats and all cat owners
are insane
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This made me giggle -- especially since I have a rather large fluffy Maine Coon mix (or, more accurately, he has me). Yep, we're all insane.
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