Ishmael
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I was sitting here enjoying a glass of wine, relaxing, and seeing what was going on with the board when my old est cat fell off the chair.
I mean fell. He was lying there sleeping, head hanging off the side and he just gently slid off the chair and hit the deck. He was so alseep, he didn't even land on his feet.
I started laughing. So hard the tears came to my eyes. I even pointed at the old fart. He looked at me, turned his head and lick his back (I guess to put some hair back in place) and then calmly walked over to me and bit me on the leg. The son-of-a-bitch knew that I was laughing at him (or somehow turned 'victim' and believed that I pushed him off the chair). Regardless, I couldn't help but laugh again, so he bit me agian.
Cats have no sense of humor.
Ishmael
I mean fell. He was lying there sleeping, head hanging off the side and he just gently slid off the chair and hit the deck. He was so alseep, he didn't even land on his feet.
I started laughing. So hard the tears came to my eyes. I even pointed at the old fart. He looked at me, turned his head and lick his back (I guess to put some hair back in place) and then calmly walked over to me and bit me on the leg. The son-of-a-bitch knew that I was laughing at him (or somehow turned 'victim' and believed that I pushed him off the chair). Regardless, I couldn't help but laugh again, so he bit me agian.
Cats have no sense of humor.
Ishmael