“What the f*ck?” Wednesday

(Note: This would have been posted on Wednesday if I had pushed “publish” instead of “save” – argh.)

WTF is up with my cat? Deuce (or Deucebag, as Scarlett calls him) isn’t even a year old, and he has already become a complete lazy ass. I took two photos so you would believe me when I tell you that this cat can’t be bothered to stand or even sit up to eat. He just lays on the counter and throws his head into the bowl.

Granted, this harsh judgement is coming from the woman who eats while watching The Biggest Loser, but still. I’m almost 40. Deucebag is in the prime of his life. By the time he’s 10, we will have to get the fire department to cut down a wall, so he can visit the vet.

12 thoughts on ““What the f*ck?” Wednesday

  1. Because we have a Jack Russell that can jump up and lick you in the face when he is excited enough. This is one of the few places he can't reach.

    Although he has struck some sort of deal with Deucebag — the cat knocks stuff off the counter and then he and Frankie eat it all (so far biscuits and cupcakes have fallen victim to the dubious duo).

  2. That still has me cracking up!

    I like it when Dexter TRIES to jump up on things (counter, dresser, bed)… but can't because he's too bottom heavy! It's pretty funny to watch!

  3. Perhaps you should get more creative about where you put the food, to give your moggie a proper workout. You could place it up trees, on the roof, etc.

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