Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Quick Blog

My cat wants me dead...I fear for my life. After work I fell asleep on the couch and was just awakened by his Talons De La Muerte in my chest...he may have won the battle, but I am the one that gives the fatty his food, we'll see who wins the war.

Night!

Jeff

1 comment:

  1. Shwew! Sounds like you woke up just in time or you would've been a gone-er. I think it's true that cats DO have an inner dialogue going on.

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