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Thursday, September 11, 2008

It goes kind of like this

FYI. I’m designing a secret handshake for the enlightened catboxless. It’s kind of like that “milk, milk, lemonade, round the corner fudge is made” thing we did as kids, but much more mature.

8 comments:

calendula-witch said...

Uhhhhhhh.....now I'm kinda scared to come over tonight.

Clifford said...

Don't worry...you won't get to see it unless you become ONE OF US...heh heh heh...

Charles Gramlich said...

I'm not sure I'm buying that "more mature" thing

Clifford said...

Oh man, Charles, that hurt. You cut me deep...

Kate S said...

Do we get to wear fezzes too? I'm not in unless I can have a secret handshake AND a fez.

Clifford said...

Lol! Fezzes AND whips!

Aoibheall said...

So, I've just become catboxless and it didn't involve any contest to see who can make it to the toilet first. I just took away the catbox. And now, the cat will go outside and poop on the earth, like all the million other animals around here.

And I already have my own super seekrit handshake. So there.

Clifford said...

aiobheall,

Ewww...that's so...common! I bet your cat sniffs butt in greeting, too. I can't support this type of behavior!

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This is me and one of my two cats. His name is Cougar, and he’s an F1 Chausie. A chausie is a new breed of cat under development. Chausies are the result of a cross between a domestic cat (in Cougar’s case, a Bengal) and a jungle cat (Felis Chaus). Cougar’s mom is 8 pounds and his father is a 30-pound jungle cat. He’s about 16 pounds, super intelligent, spirited, and toilet trained. A writer without a cat (or two) is not to be trusted.