January 17, 2009

If she goes, he goes...

Not that this is an admission of guilt, or anything close to premeditation, but if The Wife ever goes missing there will be one clear sign that points to me as the guilty party: if that damn cat is nowhere to be found, I did it.

2-for-1 deal, buy 1-get 1 whacked at no extra charge -- whatever coupon I can find or deal offered on craig's list, if it includes disposing of a crap-droppin', couch-barfin', window-lickin', dandruff fur-sheddin' lazy fat ass of a cat, I'm reaching for the checkbook.

2 comments:

SBS said...

If it's throwing up it's because his belly can't handle what ever food you are feeding him....change brands and see if that helps. The rest, I can't help you with. All just part of the "joys" of cat ownership. On the plus side, you don't have mice....

JK said...

I'd trade him for a mouse any day...

Sadly, no room for a dog of any respectable size/breed; The Wife talks about getting some "adorable" puppy once we kick out, er, send the boys off to college...