Happy TOOMUCHCOFFEE Caturday.
Holy canoli. I am seriously tweekin’ over here.
Guess what happened to the cats this week? Dun dun DUNNNNNN…
Ralph came back looking significantly worse than she did when she went in and not at all like a lion.
Who did this? An intern?
I should’ve known something was up when I picked them up and they were all, “Oh, uhhhh… we were supposed to charge you $XXX but instead we’re just charging you $XXX (less). Why? Uhhhhh, just because.”
UM. IS IT PERHAPS BECAUSE YOU MUTILATED RALPH RALPH?
At least they both came home in stupid bandanas. A snowman for Weaz and a present for Ralph.
I’m off to buy Ralphie a full-body wig…