Another Year's Tour As The Cat Turns Four!

So today the cat gets a nice big steak all to himself. I will grab it and run off with it to some high shelf. Then chow down and save some for later so my stomach does not frown. Nothing worse than a hairball and spraying it all over the wall. But now, if going by mutt years, I'm in my twenties or so, which means some wise words should flow.












There we go, now such wise words out of me will flow. I will make you humans so wise from now on that before long you too will be burying things in the lawn. At least the geriatic years have yet to come. Then we may get to what color each day the stuff is that comes from my bum. But there will be a long while before that comes to pass and many more wise words will come from my, another year older, little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.