In which I display my patchwork

Bad Hair Cut
They tell me a bad haircut lasts only 6 weeks. So what? Humiliation lasts longer.

I have this most unflattering style of seemingly random shaven bits. Something like patchwork. For a mature gentleman of distinction, such as myself, the effect is tantamount to making me wear a red spotted bandanna and gold ear rings. It’s not me.

Perhaps this is why the woman keeps me a prisoner in the house. I embarass her. Not surprising perhaps, but galling just the same.

Still refusing to swallow the tablets. The woman tried to deceive me with one crushed into my poached chicken this morning. More fool her.

2 Responses to “In which I display my patchwork”

  • kazza says:

    Poor Moggy, but to get better you must take your medicine, you are toom stuborn, bet i could find away to sneak it to you, your mother needs to be more deceitful. Drink planty of water.

  • Fisher says:

    Moggy please do not hang on to the humiliation. You are a beautiful being and quite possibly a trend-setter. Your blog is much fun!

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