Tag Archives: Claudius
This is why Claudius has to have supervised visits outside. It’s a cruel world ….
I heard a calamity in the loungeroom yesterday and discovered that Claudius had somehow found the bird net which was in a cupboard and had managed to drag it into the loungeroom and then proceeded to get caught in it. He looked at me like “what is this damn contraption I found myself trapped in?”
Bad Claudius, one red sock and you’re friggin pink mister !!!!!
Apologies, Claudi-ass disconnected my internet and I had to crawl under my desk, broken glass, Harry Potter figurine, and my disapproving Mao Tse-tung statue to access connection. Bad kitty.