Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Welcome to my morning, welcome to my day*

...everything but the baseball bat this morning, thanks to Padge. Other mornings Pooter joins in with his sharp little claws.

Sent to me by my lovely friend Lara.

*John Denver earworm, often played (loud) on Sunday mornings by Colonel Duck when I was a child.


TimT said...

Baseball cat!

Bet the artist spent a week drawing all the frames for that animation, too. Fabulous work!

(Word verification: ylpykppo, sounds suspiciously like 'yikky-poo!'

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Oh, this. I used to live with a four-footed foghorn. We tried a no-breakfast-til-7.30 rule for about a month, in an attempt to condition him into patience, and then we caved.

Adele said...

I had five of them working as a team at one stage.
Their last resort moves were the whisker inserted in the nostril and the stiletto heel on the nipple........
Thanks for a good laugh.

PS there's one crawling onto my lap right now!!!

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