Monty by Jim Meddick for November 19, 2011

Pretty freaky stuff, playing with the blinds-cords…. Fleshy is a Zen Master!

I think he was about to tie a sheep shank

If Monty looks away one more time, Fleshy is going to find a top hat and cane and start singing “The Michigan Rag”.

Fleshy’s been through this before. He gets his freak on by going over to the neighbor’s mansion and using their laptop to short-sell all their stocks, and distribute their bonds to the third-world homeless. When he just lets it all let loose, he goes online and uses the butler’s twitter feed to invite protesters over for an Occupy party.

Right, Three Steps. Fleshy isn’t crazy about being treated like a pet.

His “inner kitten” is more like a 35-year-old Google software engineer than one of those fuzzy things you can take home from Petco adoption day.

..trouble…nothing but trouble..give him Elmo back…

That’s one “wild” cat.

Probably worn out from the therapy.

Fleshy…the Stephen Wright of the cat world.

(what’s another word for ‘thesaurus’?)

Oh my word; that straight-ahead, zoned-out stare of Fleshy’s never fails to crack me up.