The cats have developed ear mites, so I put the awful stuff in their ears the other day.
Vile torturer that I am, I then had Jim procure photographic evidence of the aftermath.
Our days are numbered.
“I hate you. If I had opposable thumbs the ASPCA would be hearing about this.”
Oh dear, Mallory. I am tempted to say “hell hath no fury like a cat assaulted” judging by her expression. And they are both very good pictures. They really catch that enraged vibe.
hurt, injured, enraged. It was just plain “wrong”
But of course it was. I mean, how would you feel if you were held down against your will and some strange-smelling fluid into your ear? Not too happy, I’m sure
True. Very true. I wish I could explain to my lovelies how much better they will feel with the ear mites gone the same way the doctor explained to me how the ear drops would cure my ear infection…
awww…. pretty babies! they wouldn’t harm you?
Probably not as long as the food is still in the lidded metal trash can behind the closed door of the liquor closet.
There is a TV advertisement (for a brand of milk) in the UK which has as its theme the idea of cats developing opposable thumbs. Our days would indeed be numbered.
Oh, maybe we’ll be okay. This just reminds me of a Bizzaro cartoon which I have on my refrigerator. I would copy and post it but the last time I did something like that Gary Larsen and the Far Side’s lawyers threatened to sue me with copyright infringement and WordPress shut my blog down until I removed it. Jerks.
Anyway, it has an image of the classic boardroom with a big table. All around it are a bunch of cats. The title is “When Cats Inherit the Earth.” The chairman cat is saying “Let’s put it to a vote: explore, invent, experiment, and reserach — or just keep napping?” And the votes are: Nap, nap, nap, nap, nap, nap.