I Love The Smell Of Cat Fights In The Morning
So, Supernatural Sex Pollen Weekend was fun but not as productive as I hoped, due to being struck down by a bitch of a headache on Sunday. So I'm going to extend it to Supernatural Sex Pollen Week. Because I haven't flogged this dead horse finished having fun with the concept.
In other news, a friend dropped by with their dog (a border collie, so not a particularly small dog) and bought into the back garden. My boy cat happened to be outside and despite having the nickname Wussy Pussy for being a damn wimp, he stomped straight over the dog and started wailing on it. He had to be dragged away from it. It was pretty damn insane. I mean, I feel bad for the dog (who was completely fine, just a little shell-shocked for a few minutes) but at the same time my cat's a fucking panther!
In other news, a friend dropped by with their dog (a border collie, so not a particularly small dog) and bought into the back garden. My boy cat happened to be outside and despite having the nickname Wussy Pussy for being a damn wimp, he stomped straight over the dog and started wailing on it. He had to be dragged away from it. It was pretty damn insane. I mean, I feel bad for the dog (who was completely fine, just a little shell-shocked for a few minutes) but at the same time my cat's a fucking panther!