annoyance turned to a befuddled look as lexi poked his head out. "get out of here sam, you're not going to have the satisfaction of ruining my doctor visit. i think i'll have my nails done, maybe a peticure, a little grooming, followed by brunch"
lexitab and i tolerate each other. i try to give him dancing lessons. granted, i forget to wake him before launching across the room in a wiggling, flippy move, and the startled dignified tabby has his precious nap interrupted, but nobody has ever accused me of lacking enthusiasm. now he just runs into the closet and hides.
i can never figure out why the reporters leave me out of these stories:
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story from the Daily Mail. Jun 2010