I was sitting in the Big Cat chair reading the paper this morning and I came upon a perfectly ridiculous article. Somebody is now shaving cats!! Not in a Gillette kind of way - more like those ludicrous poodle haircuts. I called the boys and they came immediately (finally something they accept as viable training). I showed them picture of their breatheren with peace signs shaved into their fur. Hearts shaved into their fur. Initials shaved into their fur. And they both started to giggle uncontrollably Eeek Eek
Eek!! They found it so funny! Then they looked at my face - to scare them I made it very serious looking - they suddenly looked terrified and bolted out of my lap straight down the basement stairs to cower behind the furnace. I really think some gang signs
shaved into their fur would make them more ferocious looking and would make Weed think twice about messing with them. Maybe I could train them to hold their little paws out in gang symbols, too. East side - with their claws sticking out. It would be so awesome. Tribute to Biggie. They're down with Biggie - at least I'm pretty sure it's Biggie they like not Tupac (too skinny).
I also still have the electric razor I used to give the girls their trendy undercuts with - shave off more, Dad!!, they used to plead.
Now if I can only find the two hiding fur-faces. I know they're in the house somewhere. Here kitty, kitty....xxxdad
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