Friday, October 06, 2006

Nevermind. The talking cat came home

And he slept on my head all night. I was too scared to move because sometimes when you pull away from him, his claws dig deeper. He was very tired from his trip. I wonder where he went.

3 comments:

Anonymous Assclown said...

Umm yeah - when your cat starts dictating your sleeping patterns, that's how you know when to bump up your meds.

all carbon said...

I'm SO glad Turkey came back! He's a special cat.

all carbon said...

hhhhheeeeerrrreow???