Rufus running back and forth between the kitchen and the living room using the rug as a launch pad between the tile and hardwood floors. He slams into my legs when he stops.
Me: *Holding Rufus' face in my hands* Rufus. You are so cute! What am I going to do with you? You're just too cute!
*Rufus peels out on the tile and launches himself into the living room where John is*
John: I think I figured out what breed he is: Terror-ier.
*Rufus launches himself off the rug into the kitchen sliding into me*
Me: He's probably a mix of Terror-ier and punk ass.
*Rufus peels out on the tile towards the living room*
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I think Rufus and my cat are siblings. Yes, I know they are different specieses, but what you described was an exact acocunt of my cat every night.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I wonder if my dogs are part cat. I also had a cat that I swore was part dog. She would "bark" at the door when people came over. Crazy cat.
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