The Scratching Post
GREETINGS FROM THE NEIGHBORHOOD TERROR!
Yes, at 18 lbs. I send them all packing.
My Motto: Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow, I fear nothing, because I'm the biggest and baddest in the valley.
Sometimes I like to go out for squirrel
Zzzzzzzzz
You'll be sorry.
It's OK folks, no mice in this box.
IT WAS A ROUGH DAY GUARDING THE PRESENTS, BUT SOMEONE HAS TO.
I live on the edge even when I sleep. I just love Dad's big man's recliner.
Bobcat passed away just before Thanksgiving of 2004 at the age 18+ years.
He will be missed
Last Updated 02/19/05