My tripod cat, Marty Feldman, who lost his leg to a dog earlier this year,just wobbled up on to the dining table to watch my cursor, which he finds fascinating. He then savored each of the last bites that remained of the rind of some french cheese, and acted as though he had never eaten anything so good. Then he curled up on the couch.
I think he would make a better commissioner than Randy, too.
I think he would make a better commissioner than Randy, too.
I side with Randy on more things than Amanda Fritz's lameness. Huzzah!