Dear Roy the Cat

[cornerofmadness]

While I know you do appreciate all the fine food the freezer accident freed up for you, heck you can't wolf it down fast enough, there was no need to give me a gift in return. Seriously, I know you're grateful. There was no need to disembowl and behead and neatly draw and quarter the...well, whatever that was, all over my tomato stakes that were waiting for me to get up the energy to put out in the garden. I guess I got them out there now. From now on, to show your appreciation, go hack a hairball on the neighbor I don't like's porch, thanks.

Comments

[esmerelda-t.livejournal.com]

When they kill things for you, it means they really, really, like you. :)

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

yeah that's what we tell ourselves to make us feel good about cleaning up guts

[southernbangel.livejournal.com]

Dear Roy the Cat,

While this gift may be a sign of your affection for Dana, please don't. If not having spilled animal guts in the house means you hate her, I think she'd be willing to risk it.

Seriously, that's gross.

Sincerely,

Dana's grossed out friend.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Hee. Cats. Sometimes I wonder why I like them