I wonder how may cats have been taken to Vets since the 1980’s, with blockages due to being fed lasagne?
This comic was inspired by my wife’s cat, who often watches me as I clean the litter box.
He has this look in his eyes that I am pretty sure equates to him silently laughing at me.
If I could read cat thoughts, I bet he is thinking something along the lines of “Yeah, you may have opposable thumbs, but who is in charge NOW, huh?”
Of course, if I could read cat’s thoughts, I might be able to blow the top off the whole LOL cats conspiracy.
Oops, gotta go now. I have already said too much…
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I love how you call it your wife’s cat. I do the same.
Yeah, I am trying to not get involved in THAT relationship.
I know you know what I mean.
Great comic. I always wondered why a cat would eat lasagne.