Oh yeah, in ways that would make a sailor blush if we spoke their language. I thought our late Husky was the ultimate sassy pants, but our young Malinois is starting to give her a run for the title.
This was me for the full week following the election (the sighing lady with the fan in Masterpiece's opening), and every time I opened my eyes it wasn't any better. It was not over-acting. It was coping!!
"Father... Father, I am *cough, cough* I am dying, father... please... one more treat... before I... *gasp* the pipes! The pipes, they call me! *wheeze*"
I'll tell you what. I've had a lot of different color cats in my life but tuxedos, they are just born shenanigans, f u attitude, the weirdest position sleepers and absolute snuggle bugs!
My cat fakes hairballs to get tuna Laxatone, which fails every time. Real hairball: stretches neck and tries to cough out the hairball, which needs all of his attention. Fake hairball: Looks directly at me, makes pathetic attempt to gasp, meows in excitement and flies downstairs to Laxatone drawer.
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They cuss you out at the same time .
That’s what I need’
THE HORROR !!
😉🤣😉🤣😉🤣😉🤣😉🤣😉🤣😉🤣
Rocky’s hat was a Christmas fail 🫣
I never made him wear it again.
Reminded me of the kid in the bunny suit in Christmas Story… poor thing 🥹
Looks familiar
(Or maybe it's just the breed🤔)