He's hoping that Ceiling Cat will be able to get Basement Cat to stop treating his ankles (thick white tube socks and all) like a catnip mouse. The punctures from all that clawing and biting, while nothing compared to some of the things Murdoc has inflicted on him over the years, are annoying, and he's getting a little tired of mixing up his special impromptu vinegar-based fix for bloodstain removal.
Come to think of it, if these cats actually become a permanent fixture in his home, he could do worse than to name the upstairs one Harry and the downstairs one Murdoc. The chubby one out on the balcony that insists on first dibs at the food bowl, whether it's his or not, can be Jack.
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Come to think of it, if these cats actually become a permanent fixture in his home, he could do worse than to name the upstairs one Harry and the downstairs one Murdoc. The chubby one out on the balcony that insists on first dibs at the food bowl, whether it's his or not, can be Jack.
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Especially your tuna.