The chair recognizes His Excellency, Field Marshal Turkish von Turkenstein (commander, 1st Feline Home Defense Regiment). Oy, does it ever.
Oh, sure, you can impeach him, maybe even convict.
But you’re gonna need the Army to get him out of that chair. Maybe the Marines, too.
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September 6, 2018 at 8:06 am |
that is an interesting looking chair.
September 6, 2018 at 12:53 pm |
Isn’t it? It’s one piece of a pile we bought from a local furniture store in Bibleburg when we moved back there in the mid-1990s. Handmade by gen-u-wine U-nited States of America Americans in the U-nited States of America.
We got a chair, couch, smallish entertainment center, end table and plant stand. Shoulda got more, but it was a small house (and a smaller budget).
September 6, 2018 at 9:29 am |
That’s a relaxed cat in a nice mission rocker. I’m guessing, based on the excellent detail in the photo, the Sony took this on.
September 6, 2018 at 12:54 pm |
O, indeed, Pat. That Sony crushes all the other cameras in the house. I hardly bother using another unless I’m out on the bike. I don’t take the Sony on rides for fear of damaging the pricey little bastard.
September 6, 2018 at 5:11 pm |
Too bad Pink Floyd can’t go back and add an extra verse to my favorite song from Atom Heart Mother titled IF.
“And if I were a cat, I’d ignore all that troubles mankind”
September 6, 2018 at 5:18 pm |
Whatever you do, don’t put your wires in his brain. He hates it when you do that.