Cast adrift in a cardboard box raft on a sea green carpet, our Maximum Leader finally washed ashore against the bed. Alone and without sustenance for
weeks days hours a long nap, she looks up, hoping for rescue. And tuna. And some water from the sink. Out of your hand. And some petting. Please?
While I was lost at sea, all I could think of was tuna.All the time, I was surrounded by a Great White!
You have no idea how hungry that makes you.
3 comments:
Aaaccccckkkkkkkk!! How did our Maximum Leader slip out of the GPS tracking collar I designed for her? Gggrrrr! It was supposed to prevent things like this from happening.
*sigh* Back to the drawing board.....
LOL!
Great photos!! Love the cats in boxes!!
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