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Cat Gas, Except That It Wasn't
Tucker came trotting by and hopped onto my lap as I sat at my computer. He curled up, making himself comfortable, and that was the last I hearrd from him.
I thought he was asleep. I assumed he was taking a cat-nap on the Rob-lap.
I farted.
He started to purr.
That ain't right.
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::::: | Posted Sunday, Aug 14 2005 at 9:31 AM
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Anonymous said:
No Prob! It probably sounded like purring to him! Besides, My Cat had Dragon breath...worse than any fart of your own doing.
Now Dogs are a whole separate issue...My old B Dog, Buster loved farts. He would bark just to celebrate that fart. What a goof he was. I miss him. Anyway, I just adopted a new dog. Somebody abandond a tiny poodley dog and I ended up with her... Man, if I fart in her presence her head jerks up and she turns her head sideways and looks at me like "Did you just fart?" Like she doesn't.....
::::: | Posted August 16, 2005 6:14 AM
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