Almost Daily Cat Haiku

I suspect ulterior motives. These two can’t even play nice with each other. If either one were twenty pounds lighter, the other would probably eat them.  I’m not saying they’re fat, but actually,  yeah. I am. These two are a couple of fat-assed cats. The front window isn’t a wildlife special on the Discovery Channel. They’re watching a cooking show on Food Network. Not that I can blame them. I mean, if there were pints of icecream running around on my front porch, I’d have my pudgy face pressed up against the glass too. If rabbits were giant Cadbury cream eggs hopping around, shitting M&Ms all over my back yard, I’d also be trying to sneak out the back door every time it slid open. Let’s be honest, we all thought Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs sounded like a hella good time.

Happy Sunday, people. Enjoy it. We’re headed back to the salt mines in the morning.