Donkey's Secret

ok, before anybody goes and gets anymore bright ideas...

donkey's secret is nothing like victoria's secret, and you won't be seeing me in a leapord print thong and black wonder bra photo spread.

y'all's a bunch of freaks.
 
ok, before anybody goes and gets anymore bright ideas...

donkey's secret is nothing like victoria's secret, and you won't be seeing me in a leapord print thong and black wonder bra photo spread.

y'all's a bunch of freaks.

Can't take THAT visual back... THANKS

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Can't take THAT visual back... THANKS

if you think the visual was bad... i've been informed my spelling of 'leapord' was even worse. to which my obvious reply was 'oh yeah? well you try to read an underwear tag upside down twisted around looking over you shoulder in a full length mirror and see how well you do, smartalek!'
 
Donkey owns a cat

that is true. kind of. sort of. but i don't think that is the answer she is looking for.

actually it is my son who owns a cat. well, used to own a cat. but then we had to move for a work relocation. and the apartment we are in now while we search for a home to purchase does not allow pets. so we left it behind with plenty of food and said our goodbyes (hey it is a tough girl and just wandered in one day a couple of years ago and decided to stay when we fed it and so i figured it could wander out just as well). pretty much like all my relationships started, and ended, so what makes this cat so special i was thinking.

but we go back there this weekend so my son can visit his friends while i do some stuff around the house getting ready for winter and bring a few more things back with us, and that dognam cat shows up and won't quit rubbing on my leg. good thing my son wasn't there or he would've refused to leave without her and i can't afford to get kicked out of our temporary apartment, so i let the boy stay at his friend's until ready to leave town and put a bunch more food out for it. obviously it is finding somewhere else to eat or else it would be dead by now (tole ya it was a smart cat) but she sure looks skinny.

anyways, i am now searching for a somebody around here with a barn or place in the country that doesn't mind a good mouser who stays outside until we can get our own place and planning on bringing her back next trip. and when we are on the way out of town he says "dad, swing by the old house i want to put some food out for my cat". so i said "i already did, lots of it, i'm sure she will find it" (not exactly a lie). but i can't tell him she is there or else what if she is not there next time, you know gets hit by a bus meanwhile or something?

so yes, i do own a cat, sort of. but not this one.
 
burro and JP have a lovechild who became a meteorologist, who now lives in California?
Frixxxx, I have never laughed so hard at a post.

I trust the sanctity and privilege of any PMs is being honored here.

My guess: he/she/it is not really a burro?

PO
 
that is true. kind of. sort of. but i don't think that is the answer she is looking for.

actually it is my son who owns a cat. well, used to own a cat. but then we had to move for a work relocation. and the apartment we are in now while we search for a home to purchase does not allow pets. so we left it behind with plenty of food and said our goodbyes (hey it is a tough girl and just wandered in one day a couple of years ago and decided to stay when we fed it and so i figured it could wander out just as well). pretty much like all my relationships started, and ended, so what makes this cat so special i was thinking.

but we go back there this weekend so my son can visit his friends while i do some stuff around the house getting ready for winter and bring a few more things back with us, and that dognam cat shows up and won't quit rubbing on my leg. good thing my son wasn't there or he would've refused to leave without her and i can't afford to get kicked out of our temporary apartment, so i let the boy stay at his friend's until ready to leave town and put a bunch more food out for it. obviously it is finding somewhere else to eat or else it would be dead by now (tole ya it was a smart cat) but she sure looks skinny.

anyways, i am now searching for a somebody around here with a barn or place in the country that doesn't mind a good mouser who stays outside until we can get our own place and planning on bringing her back next trip. and when we are on the way out of town he says "dad, swing by the old house i want to put some food out for my cat". so i said "i already did, lots of it, i'm sure she will find it" (not exactly a lie). but i can't tell him she is there or else what if she is not there next time, you know gets hit by a bus meanwhile or something?

so yes, i do own a cat, sort of. but not this one.
Where's Buster when we need him?

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Burro's Voice Is Hideous

That's because his real name is Jake and he works for State Farm...not the Gubmint:)
 
that is true. kind of. sort of. but i don't think that is the answer she is looking for.

actually it is my son who owns a cat. well, used to own a cat. but then we had to move for a work relocation. and the apartment we are in now while we search for a home to purchase does not allow pets. so we left it behind with plenty of food and said our goodbyes (hey it is a tough girl and just wandered in one day a couple of years ago and decided to stay when we fed it and so i figured it could wander out just as well). pretty much like all my relationships started, and ended, so what makes this cat so special i was thinking.

but we go back there this weekend so my son can visit his friends while i do some stuff around the house getting ready for winter and bring a few more things back with us, and that dognam cat shows up and won't quit rubbing on my leg. good thing my son wasn't there or he would've refused to leave without her and i can't afford to get kicked out of our temporary apartment, so i let the boy stay at his friend's until ready to leave town and put a bunch more food out for it. obviously it is finding somewhere else to eat or else it would be dead by now (tole ya it was a smart cat) but she sure looks skinny.

anyways, i am now searching for a somebody around here with a barn or place in the country that doesn't mind a good mouser who stays outside until we can get our own place and planning on bringing her back next trip. and when we are on the way out of town he says "dad, swing by the old house i want to put some food out for my cat". so i said "i already did, lots of it, i'm sure she will find it" (not exactly a lie). but i can't tell him she is there or else what if she is not there next time, you know gets hit by a bus meanwhile or something?

so yes, i do own a cat, sort of. but not this one.
You just made 2,568,433 tree hugger enemys, congratulations.
 
OK, Animal Rights Activists!

i prefer to look at it as we provided the animal a great opportunity to become self-sufficient, explore her boundaries, and grow into a loving, independent cat (at which she succeeded wonderfully). plus she is a lot nicer to me now, so it has also strengthed the human-feline relationship. the animal activist folks should love that.
 
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