With the addition of a new Sheltie to the household, our resident cats have been in constant turmoil for over a week. When we caught our oldest cat, Friskie, reading a book on devil worship, we decided to honor their senior status with a special treat - allow them access to the hot tub room. With the water temp at 101 degrees, sleeping on the cover is almost as luxurious as laying on a warm beach in the Caribbean, plus they can spy on the dog in complete safety.
However, when I saw this cartoon, I began questioning my hot tub strategy. If I can find one of those old fashioned toilets someplace, it might solve a lot of problems around here!
2 comments:
A ha ha! Cute. :)
Ms Apple: It was SO appropriate!
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