Naturally, we wondered what we were going to do with our new fish given that we have two cats. So, we left the fair to go discover what exactly was going to happen.
Fox was psyched and confused at the same time.
|Fox couldn't stop staring.|
|"How do I get you?" Fox asks the fish.|
|"I'm quite certain you are delicious." Fox says.|
Charlie could have cared less about the fish. He was too busy doing this:
|I could have popped a fish in his mouth and he wouldn't have cared.|
Since I'm talking about cats, I'll share another story. Most people, upon telling them that I have cats, look at me as if I have three heads. I've not run in to many people here that actually like cats. So anyway, last night, Barry and I had Fox outside on the sidewalk. Barry was holding him so he couldn't run. A car pulled up and the man inside shouts out while pointing to Fox, "Where did ye get that? How much do ye want fir it?" Barry of course says that Fox isn't for sale. The guys continues, "Ah, come on. I want it ti give ti me two dogs. Huskies." I'm not certain at this point if it's a joke. Long story short. Turns out it wasn't. The guy seriously wanted to BUY my cat to throw to his dogs to tear to pieces! I was disgusted! Why would someone think of something so cruel for an innocent animal? It actually makes me quite sad to know that this is likely not the first time the guy has thought about offering up a cat to his dogs. Scumbag. Poor kitties. Anyway, on that appalling note, I'll leave you for now.