If you ever wondered what they meant by The Life Of Riley, here it is:
My fathers' cats, who will never want for anything. Ever!
THIS is how you properly enjoy a front porch. If I had one like that I could make those two cats look like they're runnin' themselves to death.
My daddy used to use that phrase alot....living the life of Riley! LOL
ReplyDeleteThese two have it goooood! I swear Daddy likes them better than he does me. Come to think of it, I don't really blame him!
ReplyDeleteI agree with those that wonder if humans can even "own" a cat or if in fact the cats own us. I hope that makes some sense.
ReplyDeleteThat makes PURRRRFECT* sense to me, Beach Bum, and every cat lover on the globe. We know who owns who. When you get up in the middle of the night for the cat because it said "meow", you are not the one in charge.
Delete* Just couldn't help the misspelling.
Man. :-) Those cats know how to LIVE!
ReplyDeleteWouldn't mind a little stretch on the ol' porch myself...
Greetings from Mpls!!
Pearl
Hello and Welcome, Pearl! All I need is a swing, a glass of sweet tea, and a cool breeze! I could get real lazy real quick!
ReplyDeleteWe have three cats. I totally understand.
ReplyDeleteSweet iced tea. MMMMMMMMMMMM!!! Folks that don't drink it just don't understand.
Sweet Tea on Ice. The house wine of the South! Be suspicious of those who do not partake---you can't trust 'em.
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