Heh. Was sitting here peacefully reading, Squish asleep, cats asleep, when Spike's cork finally popped. I heard a sudden slipscrabble of claws from the hallway and he came bouncing into the living room carrying a cardboard bog-roll tube. He did three circuits of the room without touching the floor, shaking and ripping bits off his tube, landing on Squish and sending all the cats scurrying for the cat zone, and finished by thunking his top half on my lap in the computer chair and giving me a bright hot Spike stare - RESISTANCE IS FUTILE. PLAY WITH ME, BITCH.
So I took 'em both to the park. I know who's really wearing the collar here.
So I took 'em both to the park. I know who's really wearing the collar here.
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