Wednesday, November 14, 2007

I brought the curl back and the golf hat

yesterday morning while i was brushing my teeth rogray told me something shocking. apparently our cat harper had told him that she was going to go golfing.

at first i didn't believe him because, well, she's a cat and cats can't golf. but then harper sent me these pictures that she took from her iphone: (how she can afford an iphone is beyond me since all she does all day is sleep, eat, attack things that aren't there and then sleep again but there is a lot about her that doesn't add up.)







golfing. cats.

who knew?

8 comments:

Harper said...

It's none of your business how I afford my iphone. Though if you must know, I made my money in sales, selling cat-astrophic insurance...

shaygo said...

harper? i din't now you're little mitten paws could type? you are mystery wrapped in an enigma rolled up in a ball of fur.

parnell said...

y'all bitches bett back up off meh

dadgo said...

Of course I do not understand parnell's comment. And of course I do not understand anything about Harper. she is the weirdest cat in Brooklyn!

Hazel said...

harper is a typical golfer: hard headed corporate type. She's clearly just on the fairway to make deals.

shaygo said...

that is so true -- just today she told me she had a lot of faxing to do to her business associates. she's amazing!

Hazel said...

faxing! that is so 90's - or is it retro chic?

Mrs. G. said...

Can my cats play with your cats?All they do is lay on their asses. They could use some exercise.

Great images.