Don’t worry, Mac is safely tucked in for his late-morning, drug-induced
catnap. You know, I for one am glad he lost that lard he had put on lately. I
had quite a struggle dragging him by the scruff of the neck and putting him to
bed at his current weight. I can’t imagine what it would have been like with 20
extra pounds!
We had a nice chat this morning. I sat on his lap and he
petted me like good humans do. He really is such a lovable person. I explained
to him that his post from yesterday evening was a tad over-the-top. I made it
quite clear to the dullard that when he is on morphine, he doesn’t always think
things through as thoroughly as he would if he were sober. I think he finally understands that he needs
to use some decorum in his communications, lest people think he was giving up.
He is not giving up. He just had one of those evenings.
He asked me to apologize to anyone he disturbed. Then he fed
me and changed my litterbox, so all is well in Tommytown!
1 comment:
Thank you Tom for straightening Mac out!
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