Imurg
The Grinder Of Pars (Semi Crocked)
Mogs. More specific, my mogs. Love them dearly but...
Mog 1, love him to bits. Come home from a weekend away, sits on me watching the footy, loves me to bits.
Mog 2, known for a very short memory. Who the hell are you.
Have dinner, Mog 1 wants attention. Give him a stroke. Now bleeding from 7 sepetate injuries in about 20 seconds. Thanks mate. Love you too. Don't worry about me, I will mop up the bleeding.
Both now cuddled up on the kitchen sofa, butter wouldn't melt.
Little blighters. Monsters the pair, but still love them. Tempted to pick up mog1 and give him a cuddle. He hates it.
Only 7 wounds...
Pick ours up and you have about 12 seconds until you lose an arm....
I'm with the 10% of owners who feel their relationship with their cat is "strained"