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May 10, 2006

My Familiar

The other morning Smokey was, as usual, lying on the table between me & my laptop. He was purring contently as I absentmindedly scritched his neck and ears while I surfed the web. Mike commented that Smokey was definitely my cat, and asked jokingly "Is he your familiar?"

"Yep," I replied. "In fact I'm getting my orders from Satan even as we speak."

"Really? What's he saying?"

"He's saying PET THE KITTY! PET THE KITTY!"

A few minutes later I started giggling because Mike had started scritching Smokey's ears too. Mike finally noticed what he was doing and said "Wow. Guess I can hear him too."

Cats are evil I tell you.

Posted by Rita at May 10, 2006 09:10 AM

Comments

Wow, I thought I was the only one who received orders like that.

Posted by: Bob at May 10, 2006 03:51 PM

At least this one comes to me. The other one sits on the stairs & commands me to bring her Pounce. You know how Samantha is.

A bitch.

Posted by: Rita [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 11, 2006 06:09 PM

I'm suddenly nervous about reading here now :)

Posted by: BloodSpite at May 13, 2006 09:09 AM

Now aren't you glad you got rid of that kitten?

;)

Posted by: Rita [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 13, 2006 09:49 AM