And somewhere in North of Guadeloupe a woman walked into my aunt’s animal shelter wanting to have her cat and six kittens spayed and neutered.
“Is the mother friendly?” my aunt asked.
“Very,” said the woman, casting an eye on all the pet carriers. “That’s how we got into this mess in the first place.”
Bing Clawsby finally found the most coveted book in the library. After reading 200 pages disappointment sank in...
Talking Bird
My father’s secretary was visibly distraught one morning when she arrived at the office and explained that her children’s parrot had escaped from his cage and flown out an open window. Of all the dangers the tame bird would face outdoors alone, she seemed most concerned about what would happen if the bird started talking.
Confused, my father asked what the parrot could say.
“Well,” she explained, “he mostly says, ‘Here, kitty, kitty.’”
"I turned my back for two seconds," the tears had begin to swell up in Nathan's eyes, " and my soup is gone."
"I turned my back for two seconds," the tears had begin to swell up in Nathan's eyes, " and my soup is gone."
Fluffy stares him straight in the eye.
Hahaha, at the fleas
ReplyDeleteFleas. That's pretty serious. Lol
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