tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post4554831719136665696..comments2023-07-16T02:09:29.842-06:00Comments on Edgy June Cleaver: Kipper Q. DoggEdgyJuneCleaverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02013113605455418996noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post-74485572402298859512008-12-21T23:17:00.000-07:002008-12-21T23:17:00.000-07:00DEAR TARD DAWG, I LIEK TEH WAI U FINKZ. MAH MOM W...DEAR TARD DAWG, I LIEK TEH WAI U FINKZ. MAH MOM WUZ BRINGIN TEH GROCERIEZ INTO TEH HOUZ TODAI AN I HELPD HER BY EATIN STICK OV BUTTR. IT WUZ GUD, 2. IF U WANTS 2 COME 2 MAH HOUZ WE CAN BARK AT TEH SKWERLS TOGETHR. I CAN SHOW U HOW 2 GIT ON MAH TALL BED IN DA ROOM THEY CALL TEH GUEST ROOM. IM CONFUSD CUZ MOM SEZ I CAN LIV HER FOREVR SO Y IZ MAH BED IN DA GUEST ROOM?EdgyJuneCleaverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02013113605455418996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post-39707384321679530392008-12-19T07:13:00.000-07:002008-12-19T07:13:00.000-07:00Di Kippr,Hai! Bunniz is yum but thay haf beeg aye...Di Kippr,<BR/><BR/>Hai! Bunniz is yum but thay haf beeg ayes and gurlz will cry if yew nom them. I tryed to nom a pointy red chirpy thing n Mummy tolded me noes. Wiy? Thay just go poops on everything. Humph! Be gud n yer Mummy wil gif you cookies n yubyubs!<BR/><BR/>Wuf!<BR/>TardDawgjas faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13338478113151823116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post-25561225109833340812008-12-10T16:14:00.000-07:002008-12-10T16:14:00.000-07:00French toast, eh? Who is the bravest kitty, who? ...French toast, eh? Who is the bravest kitty, who? Who? That's right, Quincy the mighty mighty cat!EdgyJuneCleaverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02013113605455418996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post-5100816574074031012008-12-10T14:54:00.000-07:002008-12-10T14:54:00.000-07:00Ok, Kipper catching a neonatal bunny reminds me of...Ok, Kipper catching a neonatal bunny reminds me of a cat catching accomplishment.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Many of my cats have been good hunters, a few absolutely stellar at it, but one, Quincy, never caught anything. <BR/><BR/>One afternoon, though, I saw him trotting proudly across the lawn, tail high, chattering his triumph around the prey dangling from his clenched jaws.<BR/><BR/>While I'm not crazy about dead things being dragged home, I was so happy for Quincy! His first catch!<BR/><BR/>When he got close enough I could see that his prize was a piece of french toast. Pilfered from a neighbor on trash day.Baseball Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02712804765022641188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349247851377699174.post-56755008691269649822008-12-10T13:17:00.000-07:002008-12-10T13:17:00.000-07:00Right. That does it. I'm in love with Kipper too!Right. That does it. I'm in love with Kipper too!Phylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11847701912261320347noreply@blogger.com