There is a pussy in my pants
This is not a misleading headline. Ok, they are not my pants, they are my son’s dirt bike riding pants, so sue me. And the kitten’s name is Lilian, Lily for short and she is short. It’s funny how cats like to crawl in where they think they are hiding. I’d like to hide too, but I couldn’t fit in there with her, at least not without sustaining cat scratch fever to places I’d rather not have clawed. Sort of like the book Revenge of the Tiger by Claude Bahls. I know, it’s not original, but I think... Sign in to see full entry.