The Drought

[TrueTomHarley]

My wife stumbles from the bedroom one morning, into the kitchen, and the cat is right there to meet her.

"He didn't feed me," it cries. "I've been so hungry for so long, and he doesn't care! He wants me to st-starve! He doesn't care if I d-d-die!"

What a liar! I fed that cat thirty minutes ago! Delicious chicken feast. So delicious that my wife will probably be furious because she planned to use it for our dinner this evening.

I throw the cat outside where the plants are. But I forget the Bible principle, ‘Bad associations spoil useful habits.’

When I walk outside later, those flowers lite right into me, complaining about God.

"He hasn't watered me! I've been so thirsty for so long! He doesn't c-care if I d-die!"

What a bunch of liars! We had a downpour two hours ago!

[Pudgy]

Perhaps this is why the Eskimos of NE Canada turn cats upside down and use them for snow shoes.