Last night I was sitting on the sofa watching TV when I heard my wife's voice from the kitchen:"What would you like for dinner, my love? Chicken, Beef or Lamb?"
I said, "Thank you, dear. I think I'll have chicken."
She replied, "You're having soup, asshole. I was talking to the cat!"
;D ;D
I've often said to my wife and my daughters that before I am cold in the ground (or pile of ashes), I will have been replaced by a cat. I look at them expecting the sympathetic denials, etc. but they just look back with their cat like eyes and say nothing .... :-\
;D ;D ;D
Cheers - Phil