
Everyone remember Bounce? The greatest kitty my little girl could have.
But here’s the thing. My husband and Bounce? Not so great in the friends area. More like enemies. Even my husband’s cat, Colin, hates Bounce. Poor little guy.
This post has a point, I promise. The chair that Bounce is so happily napping in happens to be my husband’s recliner. He’s been in it almost 24/7 since my husband has been gone this week. When I first spied him in it, I thought he was doing something evil (like peeing), but nope. He’s just enjoying the chair without the fear of being thrown off while curse words rain down upon him.
Now.. I’m off to burn this photo before my husband sees it.
PS: This hate for Bounce? I think its fake. Sometimes I catch him petting him and talking to him all lovey dovey. “Aha!” I yell but he always acts like it didn’t happen. Men are so stupid.




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