These pictures are the emotionally wrenching evidence that a nefarious renter in my apartment complex is shamelessly exploiting their elderly cat for the visual gratification of even the most mildly curious passers-by on their way to the laundry room.
Loving your cat is one thing. Turning it into a highly illegitimate zoo display is another.
And the informational placard? Insult to injury!
As I approached the window, I could barely believe my compassionate eyeballs.
Too, too cute cruel.
Why not strap a little barrel around the poor thing’s neck and charge admission to see ”ROSCOE, THE ST. BERNARD CAT”?!
Here I go off-topic again…
Dog Theology
You pet me, You feed me, You shelter me, and You love me. You must be God.
Cat Theology
You pet Me, you feed Me, you shelter Me, and you love Me. I must be God.
(source unknown)
Pet Snake Theology
You pet me, You feed me, You shelter me, and You love me. I’m gonna squeeze you till you pop.
Wow! Great idea shown there. I bet that’s some sort of tax shelter.
Are there ever times when Roscoe is not there? I don’t see anything about that window that keeps the cat detained.
Excuse me while I download a new copy of Strategic Baseball Simulator.
Totally dangerous. What if Stranger Danger gets hold of that information, and then tries to catnap ol’ Roscoe sometime when he’s outdoors?
“Hey Roscoe, I lost my pet mouse, jump into the back of my catnip-infused van and help me look for him…”
Exactly ….
I admire the tenant’s sense of humor! And the cat appears to be just as inscrutably … er, CONTENTED as my own cat, BooBoo, typically is.