I sometimes wish that I had a squirt bottle attached to me a la Inspector Gadget. I never seem to have one at hand when Nero decides to eat packing peanuts, Jeffrey decides to run head first into Olive, or both decide to trap Hazel under the piano in the vain hope that today she likes dogs.
Tags: cats, dogs, Inspector Gadget, Squirt Bottle
Not The Knowing One 
March 19, 2009 at 8:15 pm |
“or both decide to trap Hazel under the piano in the vain hope that today she likes dogs.”
that made me laugh. butterbean and porkchop do that to my cats, only it’s under the crib instead of under a piano. and they just don’t understand why the cats don’t want to have their butts sniffed.