Last Sunday, the man & I went enjoyed brunch with a couple of friends at Lodge in Williamsburg -- a great spot for a delicious meal & hyper-funny hipster fashion-spotting. Could their jeans possibly get any uglier?
But I digress.
After brunch, we stopped by a pet store to peruse & buy goodies for our cats. When our friends saw this cigar cat toy, they said our cat had to have one -- he'd never be able to quit playing with it. So, we brought their gift home, and, lo & behold, it's 100% bona fide crack. He can't take it, it's so addictive. He was so excited, he literally started balding himself -- pulling out big clumps of hair every time he kicked himself, which was near-constant.
See for yourself why our cat's soon to be joining Lindsay Lohan in rehab.
So...anyone wanna cat-sit this little crackmonster in Mid-September? Anyone?
Friday, August 24, 2007
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