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Sunday, January 14, 2007

Just a brazen hussy is what she is.


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And yes, her middle name is Lynn. Don't judge me.

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Elizabeth at 11:33 AM

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at 2:00 PM Blogger FutureFoodTVStar said...

First Bitches

 
at 2:08 PM Blogger FutureFoodTVStar said...

Yes, I heard Reba say No.

My dog Char Cole... when he was a baby wanted to get up on my waterbed one morning.

I was in high school, and my mother had come in my room to talk to me and laid down on my bed and we both went back to sleep.

Char Cole kept whining and trying to jump up but he couldn't jump that high. Then he let out a moan that sounded like... MAH Mah!

We ignored him and then he did it again. My mom said, "Aimee?" and I jumped up and said... "He Said Mama!"

My dad never believed Char Cole said Mama because he never said it again... My mom says he was just jealous he didn't say Daddy first.

The footstone at the pet cemetery where he is buried says:

"He Said Mama"

 
at 5:54 PM Blogger Kami said...

Obviously, you are not beating her enough on Sundays. And obviously, she thinks that is her sweater.

Reba Lynn. BWAAHAHAHHAAAA.

That's okay. Simon's middle name is LeBon.

 
at 8:19 PM Blogger Valeri said...

Reba Lynn?? I guess that's no worse that my cat Elvis Joe. I guarantee that cat said "NO". The bastards are so hateful and sassy sometimes! You gotta love em~

 
at 9:02 PM Blogger Tammy said...

Totally heard her say no.

And you have cat butt on your sweater.

 
at 10:40 PM Blogger Cara said...

Oh.Mah.Gah. "Don't put your cat butt on my sweater!" Too freakin' funny.

I don't ever call my cat by her name (Biscuits). I usually call her "Mama". Now tell me my human child isn't going to be confused as all fuck.

 
at 12:11 AM Blogger Toes in the sand said...

That is tooo freakin funny!

 
at 10:55 AM Blogger Nap Queen said...

LOLOLOLOL, that was hilarious! I love how she moved to the corner of the sweater, but not off of it completely. Cats.

 
at 11:27 AM Blogger Tracy said...

This made me HOWL!!! "Don't put your cat butt on it, GET OFF MY SWEATER!!"

*wiping laugh tears*

Girl, I just love you. :D

 
at 11:46 AM Blogger Cat said...

ROFLMAO, that was great! Harley my cat would probably do the samething! He thinks he owns everything! He also likes to beat you up as your walking up the stairs, I swear he is trying to kill us.

 
at 11:51 AM Blogger Sheri & SuZan said...

"don't put your cat butt on it".

Bwahahahahahahaah that cracked me up!

 
at 12:57 PM Blogger Cheeky said...

I swear she is related to my Kitty Girl

 
at 8:01 PM Blogger patti_cake said...

She is a darling brazen hussy :)

and I have no room to talk about Reba Lynn seeing as how I used to own Flash (yep -basset hound)

 
at 7:43 PM Blogger TBG said...

Ha ha ha love it!

Brutus' middle name is Bronson!

Brutus Bronson! Hello do not judge!

 
at 8:29 PM Blogger Carrie said...

I do think she and Leroy were separated at birth. Except, she has such a sweet meow - up until she tells you 'no' and tries to bitch slap you.

You can almost read her thoughts...."You want me off your sweater? Fine, but you're going to smell like cat ass all day if you wear it. Hurumph. Humans. "

LOVE IT!!!

 

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