Purrscratchedy

[ink_ling]

This morning, I settled back into bed for a final hour of hardcore sleep -- after a largely sleepness night. At one point, a single phrase kept appearing to me visually ... sort of as a flying caption on any images I was watching.

The phrase was Sitting on Her Last Meow.

It's made my day mildly nervous. Guess I want her to have more.

Comments

[f8n_begorra]

just don't shoot it with a nail gun!

[ink_ling]

I had to give her long-lasting, lustige whiskers somehow!

[creepy1966]

I love cats,and all they come with...

[ink_ling]

You are definitely weird, Buddy, :)

I used to like it when they'd make biscuits on my belly.

[creepy1966]

I ain't weird!I love the company of cats,though...

I love it when they do that,too..Big Ben Bald Cat Der Golem Retardo the III does that,and I can't breathe,because he's such a fat,oppressive motherfucker.32 pounds on my gut,clawing,and a black shadow face shoved in my face!
But still,kitty kisses and biscuit makin' is some pleasant time.

[ink_ling]

Hehehe. I remember when I was a pre-teen, I read all these silly monster and demon books. I went to spend the night at a friend's house. I woke up having trouble breathing and these green eyes in my face.

Of course, it was just his 20-pound, solid black cat Tony sitting on my chest and recycling my breath, but I was convinced it was an incubus sucking my life out. So, I whacked it really hard, and the shadow shrieked against the nearby wall. :)