Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for October 21, 2012
Transcript:
Bucky: Aaand here's the dog who makes even Satchel Pooch look slow-witted... Satchel Pooch! Satchel: Oh, not again, what's wrong with me now? Bucky: Well, that's impossible to define. Hey, just like your muscle tone! And you're so dim, you... Uh... Hold on, you... Satchel: What?! I'm so dim what? Bucky: Don't get so uptight about a little hesitating, man. Satchel: You're not hesitating. You're thinking of ways to hate on me. You're hate-itating. And gimme my chew toy! I don't have to stand here and take this. I have too much dignity for- Bucky: You're so dim you can't even walk through an open door.
You should see my Beardie on a hardwood floor. He wants to get to me, but can’t manage paw control with furry feets; he’s getting old and control systems are not working so well.
Seems like that for the cats and me too. BUT, we got love, if not much else.
Life is good, especially when you consider the alternatives.