Saturday, February 11, 2017

So I Ordered Pizza And...

usually our cat Jake is super-social and wants to cuddle anyone who comes to the door. But almost always, the pizza delivery person doesn’t want to pet the cat and so Jake is left confused and dejected. So in the special instructions for my delivery, I said, “Pet the cat if he asks.”
That little turkey refused to come down off the arm of the couch. I arranged a cuddle session, the pizza guy even asked where he was, and Jake just wouldn’t come down. He wasn’t even upset, he was just puddled there like, “Nope. Nope, I’m good.”
Now he’s puddled on the floor next to me asleep and I’m just like, “You turkey.”

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