Monday, March 06, 2006

The Hurricane Has Landed!

After a night of excessive alcohol and poor life decisions Harry's mother found herself face down on the vomit-stenched couch in a parlor room full of clothes.

Harry did his best to console her, arm draped across her back just so, but inside he was sad. For weeks Haryy hadn't seen his mother, and this is the quality time she promised to spend with him? Just look at his face, look how disappointed he is.

Before you go feeling too sorry for that little cat, keep in mind he's a bit of a hyporcite himslef. Lately he's taken to food like mommy did the sauce. Nearly doubling his weight, Harry now weighs a portly 10lbs. Just last week a binge on Alley Cat left him puking on Elliott's couch, too bloated to move.

3 comments:

im lauf der zeit. said...

it appears the two are engaged in some sort of rendition from the prior evening's 'poor life decision'.

Squawbrey said...

I feel shame

Gary said...

quality time is so...
precious