My roommate’s cat, Meow, is awesome. He thinks he’s a dog. I think he also might believe he’s a pancake, because I found him relaxing on the griddle this afternoon.
Living at my new place is so fun. I love having roommates that have pets, because I can reap the benefits of cute, cuddly and entertaining animal friends with almost none of the work! It’s a veritable menagerie over here. There are 3 dogs, 1 cat, 5 chickens (for eggs, maybe meat), 2 rabbits (for garden fertilizer) and there were 2 fish about a week ago, but the tank is mysteriously empty now. I kinda don’t want to know what happened to them.
Where’d you go, Secret Agent Dick Sparkle?