All right, this is just the sort of presumptuous invasion of personal space up with which I will not put!
I can't even tell whose tail is whose anymore -- Begone!
Don't be impertinent. Of course I'm--
Smell my foot...
What? I...No, I'm not going to smell your--
MOONDOGGIE: SMELL IT!
That's right, I just walked all over the dirty laundry. My feet are pure funk and pheromones...
I wish I could quit you.
As long as you've got a nose to smell with, and I've got feet to stink with, we'll always be together.
Trick or treat, smell my feet...
I know I'm only an anthropoid, with no sensory apparatus worth talking about, but I think cat toes smell lovely. Little perfumed blossoms they are.
Riley & Moondoggie - the greatest comic duo since Fry & Laurie.
Are you guys OK ? I worry when we hear nothing for a week or so.
Hope you have found something either more lucrative or fun to do with your time.
We're okay, thanks for asking, Suez. I'm just down with a rotten cold and Mary is overwhelmed at work, but I've got a new post in the works for tomorrow. My apologies for letting things slide around here.
Oh, no need to apologize, hon. I was just concerned.
Keep warm and drink plenty of OJ.Get better soon.
Mary works too hard. Isn't it time for the brats to have a holiday - oh, wait Easter should give her a small break.
No pressure from me.
OK, this was one of the best beast bloggings ever, but it's time for some new pics.
I thought that I'd seen one of every kind of foot fetish/paraphilia on earth by now, but damn if your brilliantly-unique cats can't still surprise me!
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