More Cat Humor

Dad has gone fishing again, so here we are.

Hi, I’m Smudge. Remember me from that other post? I’m the gray one. Jasper, that’s my brother says I’m fat, but I just consider myself healthy. “Get away, I’m doing the words”. Brothers, he’s a pain in the butt too.

The other day, Dad said he found a blog about a cat that chases squirrels. We have a bunch outside, but we’re not allowed to go out except on the back porch. It’s screened so me and my brother can’t get out any farther. We would like to go out an chase squirrels and there are some really big bugs we could get too. Then we wouldn’t need that guy that come and sprays the stinky stuff around the house to kill all those bugs that would be good to eat. Dad wouldn’t have to spend so much money on cat food either. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkk “Jasper, get off the keyboard”.

Yesterday Dad was painting again, he’s always painting something, and he’s really mean to us when he does this. All we want to do is walk all over it and smell it and sit on it, but Dad makes sure we don’t have any fun. So me and my brother just slept during that time. It’s something we do really well. That way we can be up all night and run around the house and make noise and bang stuff around. Chase balls across the wooden floor, wrestle, and stuff like that. Make noise all night and keep Dad and Mom awake.

Dad has a picture right above this desk I’m doing the words on and it says “I’m just a CAT and we’ll get along fine as long as you remember I’m not yours, you’re MINE”. My Dad belongs to me and Mom belongs to Jasper.

Wow, Dad says if I stop doing the words when he’s not home, he’ll take us fishing. What’s fishing? Fish, yeh we like fish. Go get fish? Cool. By the lake. What’s a lake? WATER! That’s not happening. Cats don’t do water. Guess we’ll just have to keep doing the words. “No Jasper, you can’t just ride along and stay in Dad’s truck”.

Guess we better go now.

Smudge and Jasper. Mostly Smudge this time.