Ten Cats by Graham Harrop for October 20, 2013

I know I have posted this before, but I love it, and its perfect for a Sunday…

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Thanks Graham and Linda for making me laugh this morning.

And why would the bird traffic controller report to Ten Cats anyway???? Methinks those 3 birds will not be wasted.

Finally I can see this strip! Anyone else having problems around the site?

I think that traffic controller needs some training!

Great pictures, Linda! Hope your dinner went well yesterday!

I’m in need of an Oliver fix, Graham!

Linda, I always love your pictures, except for one today. . I found the mock suicide cat picture offensive. Please keep posting the ones that truly express our love for animals and their funny expressions.

I still miss my shephards, good shepherds every one!!!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil…for they are there to protect me!

I hear you Linda! Sometimes I see my little boys again. Makes me misty eyed too! That was SO SWEET of you to do that! What a wonderful gift, and a wonderful memory you made for him!

I remember a couple of years ago, oldest had just moved into my mom and dad’s homestead (which made me glad because hubby and I kept it up as best we could, didn’t want to sell it but didn’t want to move into it either). Then oldest moved back here, it was strained, small house, sharing room with his bro again, etc. He asked if he could move out there, so we agreed. He’s really fixed it up. Mom and Daddy would like what he’s done with it, I think he’s close by now, so it all worked out. ANYWHO point of story:

Me and my sons decided to have a yard sale. Part of what they sold were most of their Legos, except a select few built and still intact. Plus they were selling this big heavy duty plastic bin with it that held all the pieces and several plans for the pieces. I quietly choked when they put the price on it, but kept my mouth shut. This lady stopped and wanted to buy it all, for only a few dollars. She kept trying to dicker, they said “No, if you want them, you have to pay what we ask. We had too much fun playing with these when we were kids and can’t just give them away.” She paid what they asked, and then my sons started reminiscing about all the fun they had playing with them when they were little, that was a special moment for me. They were so happy and laughing and having a ball.