Oct. 8, 2010 at 8:11am with 16 notes
Reblogged from nevertravelled
Do you feel a draft, Mr. B? I’m just a little bit cold. [He places an afghan over his back like a shawl.] That’s better. [He blows on a spoonful of soup.] Hmm, that’s still a little too hot. You know what, while we’re letting that cool, why don’t we find a home for our… antique. [He picks up Mr. Bottomsley and starts to pet him.] There we are, yes, now. [He moves to the mirror, still petting the cat.] You know, you don’t find one of these very easily. Especially in such good condition. Won’t that covetous Niles be mad when he sees this, hmm? But he can’t have it, can he, nooo. Yes, he can’t have it, can he, no, no… [in horror] Dear God, I’m Aunt Shirley!
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THIS WAS ME BEFORE MY CAT RAN AWAY. I WOULD ALWAYS TALK TO HIM. TuT
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