I’m Living a Lie, Mister Duck

“It all happened so quickly, I didn’t know what to say. When the nice lady picked me up and said ‘There you are, Cleo, you naughty kitty!’ I knew there’d been a mistake, but then she plopped me down in front of this plate of delicious food, and the fireplace was so warm, and now I’m in this soothing perfumed bath and all I can think of is what’s going to happen once the nice lady puts her glasses back on.”

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13 thoughts on “I’m Living a Lie, Mister Duck

  1. dubravkamcvmd March 5, 2018 / 2:02 pm

    OMG Mike this is so, so wonderful! The possum’s expression exactly matches your caption. And I think the nice lady will keep you, little possum, because you are the hero of a wonderful children’s book I wish someone would write.

    • Mikeyfur March 5, 2018 / 3:30 pm

      What a perfect reply. I love possums, and that would be a book for adults, too.

    • Duckie ? March 5, 2018 / 5:09 pm

      I’m tempted. I’m really tempted.

  2. ffleur2 March 5, 2018 / 2:04 pm

    Mike, your story is so spot-on to this picture! Love it. And, its entirely possumable there will be much screaming and running around after the glasses are restored. Too much? I’ll see myself out….

    • allein ? March 5, 2018 / 2:16 pm

      Puns are always welcome.

    • AJ March 5, 2018 / 3:31 pm

      Well then there was also that commercial for eyeglasses (which Mike might be referring to) that had a lady mistaking a racoon for her kitty.




      • Dana March 5, 2018 / 4:55 pm

        That commercial always made me laugh!

  3. MyIglets March 5, 2018 / 2:27 pm

    Ha! That was worth the price of admission RIGHT THERE!

  4. DebG March 5, 2018 / 3:15 pm

    Trying not to laugh out loud in the lunchroom.

  5. Smartypants March 5, 2018 / 3:29 pm

    Don’t worry, possum, we’ll figure something out!

  6. Gigi The cat lady March 5, 2018 / 3:36 pm

    It’s really OK nice lady, I’m not really a possum I’m a trans cat.

    • Blue Footed Booby March 6, 2018 / 11:21 am

      Didn’t know this was a thing. Does that mean I can be a possum? Where do I pick up my pink toes and shiny ears?

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