Next year, I will be the boxaholic. Put boxes down, and I will soar into them, fat and fur squishing out the ends. Then I will splay my back legs like a frog.
I can't read your blog anymore while I'm at work. I laugh histerically and start to cry. My co-workers are thinking of sending me to the loony bin but I tell them it's my friend Nicole who makes me like this.
My favorite, of course, the Boxaholic. The best part...the fat cat and the box was for diet something. "I'll make it fit!"
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I say we trade Ricky in for Noodles and the box-aholic.
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Next year, I will be the boxaholic. Put boxes down, and I will soar into them, fat and fur squishing out the ends. Then I will splay my back legs like a frog.
I can't read your blog anymore while I'm at work. I laugh histerically and start to cry. My co-workers are thinking of sending me to the loony bin but I tell them it's my friend Nicole who makes me like this.
My favorite, of course, the Boxaholic. The best part...the fat cat and the box was for diet something. "I'll make it fit!"
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