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.
The Tuxjeep was pining for the desert. Saw a lot of jackasses out there. No, no, not a convention of Republicans.... *THESE*:
So anyhow the cats seemed happy to see me. They rushed to the door to greet me and... err, no. They're cats. They were in exactly the same position as in the previous cat video, and didn't budge an inch when I came through the door other than to roll their eyes at me :).
-- Badtux the Cat-owned Penguin
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Cool picture. What part of the desert were you visiting?
ReplyDeleteWhen I come home after being gone for a few days, the cats come to the stairwell near the door and peer cautiously around the corner as if to say, "Is it really you, and not the evil stranger you send to feed us when you're gone?" Then, reassured that it's really me, I get no end of demands for scritches.