In which we find Kevin, an ordinary moggy, hungry, alone in the kitchen and putting his iPhone to good use. I never tire of texts from my cat. OK. I do tire of it. But isn’t wonderful to have communication between a cat and his ‘owner?’
Jim: Food what?
Kevin: Food I am hungry human. Also I am not a child. I am HIGHLY evolved.
Jim: It’s in the fridge. Something wrong?
Kevin: f@£$*^ it!
Jim: O’ yes the highly EVOLVED kitty doesn’t have thumbs…
Kevin: I’ve just pissed in your shoes…
- END -
I Thank You,