I had no spare time this week but my art trading cards meeting is tomorrow, so this afternoon I whipped together these, using doubles of photos I've taken of the esteemed Mr. Julius Kitty over the years! (That was one hell of a run-on sentence!) Julius telepathically dictated the haiku to me. I am but his slave.
Julius turns ten this year. He showed up at our door one winter when we were living in Nova Scotia, and never left. He loves fish, thinks dogs are scum, and looks down his nose at three-legged boy cats who try to beat him up (that's you, Alex!)
Dictating Haikus
ReplyDeletehe can. Okeydokey. And?
What's about eggs?!
Did Julius think
ReplyDeletehe would win human's hearts with
smart words?...He just did!!!!!!
He's still a handsome boy!! And now, a STAR! He'll be signing autographs soon.
ReplyDeletePerfect cat haikus
ReplyDeleteinsult the reader. Glory
to every feline.
I gotta get me
ReplyDeleteOne of these.
Yes, I want.
Would you prefer a
ReplyDeletecat who cannot read and write?
Yep!...Meow will suffice,
I love the Haikus. Julius has you under his dew claw!
ReplyDeleteGrovel human scum
Felines are your overlords
Hear me roar MEEEEEEEEOOOOWWW
Wow... Julius rocks!!!
ReplyDeleteThe haikus are FANTASTIC!! Jams, Gordon's favourite was yours. :)
ReplyDeleteGrateful, yes I am,
Such great commenters to have!
Geniuses, all!