In a time of chimpanzees, I was a penguin.
The religious right is motivated by the suspicion that someone, somewhere,
is having fun -- and that this must be stopped.
I'm not dusting. I'm de-furring. What I can't figure out is how shelves of my bookshelves (and the tops of my books) can accumulate such a collection of fur, when my cats never get on those shelves. Unless they furtively sneak up there at night when I'm not looking...
-- Badtux the Temporarily-furry Penguin
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The little beezuses impart it to the atmosphere as they spread their grace among us.
ReplyDeleteBe honored, Penguin!
Those you serve have found you worthy, at least, of this!
--ml
... and the tops of my books ...
ReplyDeleteNo shit. That mangy varmint of mine gets hair on the highest shelves. Ain't even a cat and doesn't go on the furniture.
Well, Martin, I must admit that my cats are certainly spreading their ... grace... widely. I shall aspire to prove myself worthy of the gift of, uhm, feline hair, that my cats are so beneficiently bestowing upon me. That, and hope that all that @#$%! cat hair doesn't clog up my drain when I rinse off the washcloth that I'm using to dust oops de-hair my apartment!
ReplyDelete- Badtux the Hair-bestowed Penguin