… and finally, regarding the distribution of my considerable liquid assets, it is with no small amount of regret that I consider none of my immediate heirs capable of managing such a vast sum in a responsible manner. Therefore, I bequeath my entire fortune for the care of my beloved cat Tibbles, with the confidence that it will keep her in the modest comfort to which she has become accustomed.
Isn’t our Canadian money pretty?! 🙂 Well done Tibbles.
Nice colour on the 20 notes. The cat is also beautiful.
I hope Tibbles won’t blow the whole 410 dollars on a wild catnip party and then vomit all over the velvet cat throne. That would be a shame.
The title is brilliant -it perfectly describes my life 🙂
Oh hey! I think there is an extra $20 tucked back by the tailio. Perhaps being saved for a rainy day.
Forget the tailio, why has his royal highness The Tibbles shaved all the furs on his torso?
The new emperor needs a new coat.
Probably his ‘summer do.’
That’s where all the money’s going.
Re: the heirs. None of them are capable OR deserving. That is why I am offering to foster Tibbles for as long as I live.
I had a beautiful kitty named Mr. Tibbles (in honor of Mrs. Figg’s famous cat) who died in 2016. He looked a little like this guy, minus the tiara and money.
Not accusing anyone really, but the family may want to get that will and the codecil’s checked for handwriting analysis.
Something smells fishy, and its’ not the tuna scent around the signature
Never can fathom why every country’s money is so much prettier and flashier than ours!