I tweeted this a few weeks ago, but it bears repeating here. You know that stray cat that I kind of adopted? This one:
Yeah, her. Tinks. Well, I think she’s a serial killer. She comes home every other night with blood on her. It’s not hers, I check. Normally I’d be concerned for the public welfare but not in my neighborhood. The herd needs thinning, if you catch my drift.
Umm. I have to go now. She’s looking through the window at me. If you don’t see any entries for a while, show the authorities this blog entry. Oh, but not those stab/stalking ones, okay?
P.S. I was sent this today and it made me laugh out loud. You must have your sound on to really appreciate it.