And Cat said “Let there be light.” And there was already light. Also trees, and water, and clouds, and happy forest creatures, and jingle toys, and flat-screen TVs, and shag carpeting. And Cat imagined he had created these things, and was pleased.
And Cat said “I shall make a helpmate to serve me.” And so Cat created Hooman in his image, only with less fur, and no tail, and with crippling anxiety, and earlobes that weren’t medically necessary. And Cat said unto Hooman “Let there be tuna.” And Hooman gave cat tuna. And it was good.
Blessings be upon thee, Sharon H. (via Imgur.)
Cat created Hoomin! It all makes sense now!
He needed someone to scoop the litter box and retrieve all those things he swatted off the table. Oh, Purring One, it is an honor to serve.
Mike, in my opinion, this is your finest work to date. You are sumpin’ else again. 🙂
Now that’s a religion I might join..
Fallen Catholic; devout Cat-lick.
Long-lapsed Methodist.
Can’t think of a cat joke for that…something about laps…
Meow-thodist?
That works. 🙂
Catlick! ? Now I have something else to answer if I’m asked my religion.
I used to use to say Druid reformed (we’re allowed to pray at bushes).
Gigi, I laughed so hard at Druid reformed that coffee came out my nose. Painful but totally worth it!
That is one adorably, chubby, lazy kitty. His Cattiness would have to descend from on high for snuggles.
Knock off the paw touching human .. that’s a demand for tuna .. now hop to it
Hee-hee-hee!
Iam a devout catheist!
Tell me more about your cathecesis, will you? 🙂
Church of Cute, anybody?