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stuffed.

“Wow. That was freaking outstanding. Got any more steaks? Could I have it really, really rare?”

more cat ass.


I have a better idea of what Miles is doing here. While The Wife and I were enjoying a quick lunch from Wendy’s, the cat thought he might be able to come up with something from the bag, which he apparently knocked off the kitchen counter. He then inserted much of his head in the bag and kind of scooted through the house looking like a bizarre Wendy’s-sponsored performance art piece. Dave Thomas needs to know about this.

cat ass.


I’m not sure exactly what Miles is trying to accomplish here, but I’m fairly certain it has something to do with the balls on the floor.

Mostly, what I learned from this picture is that my digital camera is a whole lot better than I thought it was.