WWTBAM Bored

One of the things I sure miss about being alive was the joys of mating season. As LB sits there annoyed listening to all of my descendants screech and meow loud enough to wake the dead outside, I'll be remembering the good times that always led to plenty of Aprils where I was in the same situation as in my avatar.....

I whine about the kittycat on the corner because he comes over and picks fights with Clayton, but everyone in this neighborhood is a responsible pet owner, so no metal-bending screeching and howling at 3 in the morning. We musta all listened to Bob Barker with rapt attention.