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bluebird of bitterness
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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
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
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 Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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bluebird of bitterness 
My old cat would often bring me large prizes that she had so tenderly killed to my door. Including rabbits larger than herself. I was a proud mama.
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Several of my grandcats used to love catching small rodents (mostly mice and chipmunks) who somehow managed to get inside the house, but they never brought them to me — because they knew I would take the rodent away from them and release it outside, spoiling their fun. Figaro especially hated it when I did that.
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Awe, our two cats are outside now and they won’t give us their catches. They just eat them.
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Reblogged this on wordrefiner.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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I don’t know why I love these so much, I don’t even have a cat.
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I suspect that some of the cartoonists who draw these things don’t have cats either, but are just capitalizing on their popularity/notoriety (depending on one’s point of view).
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Love the cat funnies Our own Dave Barry is the best!
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Indeed he is.
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Hilarious
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Bootsy the Valedictorian. HAHAHA!!!
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