Fungible Cat
My daughter brought home a book called Old Cat, New Cat.
It reads, "Today, we kissed Old Cat good-bye. The vet said it was time."
It continues, "Today, New Cat cried for her food. She ate it fast, like a hog. Dad said New Cat was now the Old Cat."
Well, why not? Out with the old; in with the new.
I can hardly wait for the sequel: Old Dad, New Dad.
"Today, we kissed Old Dad good-bye. Sick of his callus attitude, Mommy he said it was time. Today New Dad cried for his food. He ate it fast, like a hog. Mom said New Dad was now the Old Dad."
It reads, "Today, we kissed Old Cat good-bye. The vet said it was time."
It continues, "Today, New Cat cried for her food. She ate it fast, like a hog. Dad said New Cat was now the Old Cat."
Well, why not? Out with the old; in with the new.
I can hardly wait for the sequel: Old Dad, New Dad.
"Today, we kissed Old Dad good-bye. Sick of his callus attitude, Mommy he said it was time. Today New Dad cried for his food. He ate it fast, like a hog. Mom said New Dad was now the Old Dad."

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4 Comments:
Here's another sequel -
Old State Representative, New State Representative. - voters said it was time. He ate at the public trough like a hog. Now the new State Representative is the Old State Representative.
fat cat: my guess is you aren't invited to very many parties.
Fat cat has a hairball.
Why did he have to cough it up on your blog?
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