Like, I don’t do commands, man. I’m not down with your uptight rules like “sit” and “stay” and “stop sticking your nose there, you’re freaking out Aunt Gladys.”

A bit european, by Jelly Dude, licensed under CC BY 2.0
More funny than cute
Like, I don’t do commands, man. I’m not down with your uptight rules like “sit” and “stay” and “stop sticking your nose there, you’re freaking out Aunt Gladys.”

A bit european, by Jelly Dude, licensed under CC BY 2.0
Look at them. The oblivious fools. Day after day they walk past my front door, blissfully unaware of the horrors I shall someday wreak upon them. The jogger with her little headphones. Those kids on their bicycles. That dog who just has to sniff every — single — thing. Soon they’ll pay. They’ll all pay. I’m not sure for what yet. Still working on that bit.

Through the cat flap, by hasor, licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0

Won’t you come out to dry? (via Dana D.)
Myron saw his moment. The human, while bringing in the groceries, had been distracted by a phone call and left the front door invitingly open. In an instant, he sprung to his feet and ran outside — or would have, if not for the invisible force field.
