These two adorable things are my fearless Bengals...Roni and Reji. They're looking for their favourite pot-plant, which appears to have vanished. They loved that pot-plant. Specifically, they loved pushing it over that ledge then watching me clean up the mess...
This is the pot-plant in question...a bonsai which I have lovingly grown from a twig into the thriving mass of leaves you see before you.
In order to ensure the plant's safety, it was moved onto my balcony, where it enjoys full afternoon sun and a wonderful planty sort of life...
This is kind of what my neighbour's car looks like. I'm not sure what sort of car it is, since it always has a protective cover on it. I guess he must really love it though.
Almost as much as I love my Bengals.
Maybe even as much as my Bengals loved their pot-plant...
If only he hadn't insisted on parking under my balcony, which is not really a parking zone anyway...and if only Roni and Reji hadn't gotten onto the balcony, where they're not really allowed to go...and if only they hadn't recognized their favourite pot-plant and pushed it off the balcony...this probably wouldn't have happened...
22 comments:
Is it a sports car? Looks that way from the vents at the left.
I thought this was leading to a political post, and I thought the "bonsai" was marijuana.
Oh well. Good shot though.
Oh dear.
Cute cats.
this truly made me roar with laughter, especially the last line.
woopsy. I guess you'll have to pay for the damages since the cats don't know how to use a calculator or a mobile phone or catch the bus into work :)
How sweet. Roni and Reji are ballbusters just like their daddy.
Did you clean it up before he noticed? hehe
Fingers...can I bring my doggie over to play with the twins? He likes pussies. Um...but so do I, but you knew that about me, huh?
I'm not much into cats...I do though love one "kitty." Meow.
Fingers, doesn't he have a garage? I keep my cars in the garage.
It's a shame...call it an act of GOD...the wind blew it over and...
ciao babes.
Phish: Um...yeah.
Betty: Well, Porsche Man doesn't know the cats did the deed...and I'm playing dumb about the whole thing, taking the 'I told you not to park there' line of good-neighbourly relations. Fuck him.
BB: They are the delinquent children I hoped never to have.
E-K: He's a media-savvy publicity addict, perfect for the drooling idiots here that need their politics explained to them in 15 second bursts of rhetorical sound-bites.
Kelly: No, I knocked on his door and yelled at him because his fucking Porsche broke my pot-plant.
Spiky: That's the best part. He keeps his other car, an open top Jeep, in the garage so that it doesn't fill with rainwater...
Last time we met to discuss this cat-bite situation I ended up swivelling.
He loved it.
Fingers...happy birthday babes...If I had known I would have given you a lap dance...I'm good at giving lap dances.
Um...or we can just fuck?
kisses for you babes. Ciao
Spiky: It's still a few days off, baby...
The neighbor didn't happen to be in the vicinity of the impact at the time by any chance? A near miss? Try a fridge next time.
Good cover story though.
Wow.... What does that brilliant advert that used to be on TV say??
Bugger.... you get that. Your puscas are just beatiful, do you have lots of vet bills? What do you feed them?
LT: Perhaps my neighbour can make a Porsche bedpan out of his roof.
Rack: Unlike in The Kimberleys, we can't just shoot our neighbours here and feed them to the rock pythons.
Livy: Yes, they are beautiful animals. Very wild though and ridiculously naughty. They have private medical insurance and eat minced chicken and turkey. Occasionally they get a kipper if Dad can't finish his dinner...
Crikey Fingers, what's happening to you..............yer going soft on us, posting about yer mogs? They might be UC's, but they're still mogs!
Jin: Not really darling. They're more like furry falcons.
Kitty: My lawyer told me to...
If that's the way you treat your cats, I'm moving in with you. Oh, and bringing my four children.
Don't worry, I won't get into your wine cellar, very often that is.
fingers...when is your birthday...I want to give you that lap dance...after I do that pole dance. I didn't bring a pole...can I use yours. Hee.
Fingers...babe...don't ignore kitty. she hot.
Kitty if he ignores you...you cum to me...I will focus only on you. Le...grrrrr.
Hey I have a few muffins left, can I tie them on you and chase you around finger's villa.
Where's BB...hey babe, there's enough muffins for you too.
Sit fingers...no, not on your fingers...get comfortable and watch us play. Join in when you are UP to it...ha. Now isn't that a fab birthday present?
Ciao...:D
LT - you don't want to go into that cellar. Believe me, you won't like what he does to you down there. Or in the cellar.
Fingers - I tagged you because I am a pain in your old arse.
HAHAHAH Hilarious! oh, brilliant post. Made me laugh aloud, and... i even slapped my leg!
I'm sitting in the nude actually, while I type this cos I've just been shagged stupid and I don't want to put anything on, cos I'll make it wet.
Muah x
Did you make him by you a new one?! Because I really think he should buy you a new one!
It took me awhile to figure out you didn't mean a POT plant. . .
That's sweeet! I had a black lab that was always diggin up the goods. Pets like pot.
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