the last licks of a sexually active kitty and the delayed response of a forced abstinent zilch.
February 21st, 2009

the last licks of a sexually active kitty and the delayed response of a forced abstinent zilch.

there’s not much worse than being woken up out of a wonderful sleep, unless you wake up out of that wonderful sleep, then see that your favorite kitten claude is sitting on the pillow next to you and is having the time of his life licking your ear. and its not just a simple lick, he really is having the time of his life, carefully dragging his soppy wet sandpaper tongue into every crevice, the curvey underparts and dark holey spots.

i probably need to clean my ears. im not good at cleaning my ears, among other things. im good at washing my hands, even tho they look dirty all the time. they are. but when i do wash them id be hard pressed (ooh cliche) to find someone who washes their hands as awesomely as i do when its hand washy time. but my ears are deep nasty wax pits. stinky sticky holes. i could see why a cat would want to dip into that honeypot like a pooh bear. please dont get stuck next time claude.

personally tho, i think it’s the cat getting back at me. he gets neutered thursday, and its his last chance for action. so maybe he’s letting me know that he knows. maybe he was hoping i would be in the middle of some dream about a space hooker spacestation or something (please let that one come back to me tonite) and somehow i would wake up and be scarred forever seeing my cat there, like he will having his manhood taken away from him. poo! im sorry claude.

when i woke up i asked him what he thought he was doing. he said “meow”, and damn i can’t blame him for being right.

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