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The old ball and chain was not happy.
She stood there, hands on hips.
She expected another feeble excuse.
So waited for me to offer some ludicrous explanation
Knowing I’d cop a belt around the ears, both verbal and physical.
It wasn’t my fault I said, it was the cat, it made me do it. (280 characters)
Morpethroad 
Well…I’m not sure that was a winning excuse. The cat made him do it? haha…it made me laugh Michael. 🙂
Cats can be pretty convincing.
You are sounding like a cat person.
I am. Have been trained by 2 purry monsters to feed, water, clean boxes, and play appropriately
I believe they are very good at training their owners.
Yes. They definitely are. That’s why they chose to live with humans. They knew we are a trainable species.
I have a neighbour who has several cats and one has diabetes and has trained the owner to inject it daily…the owner considers it his obligation to do so to preserve the aging cats life.
I try not to be a slave to the furry monsters, but I am known to quit working, knitting, etc. To pet on command.
I think that sums up the plight of the cat owner.
Haha! A close summary
It’s always the cat’s fault, isn’t it?
Most definitely
Hahaha. This was delightful.
Thanks Piyali
These cats, I tell you…evil incarnate 🙂
Shhh you will have the cat lovers on you
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