I guess someone didn’t see the “No Trespassing” sign.
I guess someone didn’t see the “No Trespassing” sign.
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There is some theoretical amount of honesty that is indistinguishable from mental illness. —Scott Adams
Home is where you can say whatever you want because no one listens to you anyway.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
I wish there were audio of what the fox said…
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Brings to mind the saying “discretion is the better part of valour” …
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What if the fox was on the ground? The cat seems old enough to have some fun …
My last cat was proud beating up a specific fox, that showed up once or twice per month, but one day my buddy got too old …
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Oh no!
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Unfortunally, yes. He was close to 18 years old, when it happened 15 yrs ago. He was very fit up to 17 yrs, but still ok, when I lost him. Mind of his own, as king of the large neighborhood, despite being neutered at age 1.5. He couldn’t be held indoors at night, so it was expected to happen sooner or later. I suppose, that I’ll never find a cat like that again … 😥
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That’s so sad. I lost my first cat, she disappeared. Scooby-Doo Shere-Khan was her name.
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Been there with my second last cat. I found out two – three days after my ‘little’ boy (10yrs/10kg, not fat) went missing what happend. A helpful not far neighbour, who was at the time a owner of an indoor cat, witnessed when a young guy ran over my cat with a car on a nearby road. Despite clear sight, no breaking, nor stopping and just drove away. Unfortunally, my neighbour didn’t manage to read the plates. Here, all traffic accidents involving all domesticated animals and larger wild animals (bears, deers and elks), must be reported to the authorities. Otherwise, it’s a fellony. As there was a couple of other cats in the neighbourhood that looked the same as my own, my neighbour wasn’t sure at first who owned the cat. She was pleasant enough to take care of the situation. It all gave me thoughts, as my cat detested cars and stayed away when they moved nearby.
The very next day, my last cat showed up on my doorstep and wanted to go inside and take a nap on the sofa in my livingroom. Not as a stray, but as abandoned by a family, that moved away. He was then about a year old.
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Aww, it seems like you have had a rough time with pets. I am glad you got a new kittie though. I’m glad your neighbor was so nice! I have lost a lot of my baby goats and other animals. All a reminder of a fallen world I guess. Though I believe my animals are in heaven and I will see them again!🙂
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I did not even notice the fox until it lifted it’s head!
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Neither did I. Neither, apparently, did the cat.
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Luckily he left before anything happend.
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Why was there a fox on the roof?……🤣
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Reblogged this on About the Jez of It.
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Thanks Jez. 🙂
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Most welcome
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Great high jump! Fab fox security guard! Thanks Bitter Bluebird 😀
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If the cat hadn’t hesitated, the fox would’ve probably bolted. 🙂
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Oh. My. Gosh! Much like the cat I never saw the fox until the kitty jumped up. That’s some brave kitty!! I would have dashed away straight-away!
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Discretion is the better past of valour.
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