Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Jack the Cat
Because I can't think of anything to write about today. And it's not everyday you see a bear cub treed by a cat.
3 comments:
As a lover of cats, I demand a wall sized poster now!
Great Saturday afternoon comic relief, thanks!
Regards,
Sisiphus
I love cats, too, but alas--my apartment complex doesn't allow pets.
Hear, hear! That's fantastic!
PA,
Fellow Cat Lover
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