The cat poops in a sandbox in the corner but vomits into a human toilet for some reason.
One time I stepped in cat vomit and that was the worst day of my life. The idea that it could possibly be actively running down my back is a thought that I can’t even bare to begin to understand.
Sometimes I’ll come home from being out for several hours, and there will be a winter hat on the floor for no reason. I mean, the reason is that my cat has been dragging it around for a while, because he does his own thing while we’re out. But I like to think that cats are going on irresponsible benders while we’re out of the house. Eating entire pizzas, doing cocaine, that kind of stuff. If nothing else, I think that winter hats out of place tell me that’s exactly what’s happening.
They say write what you know, and so I guess that’s why you’re getting illicit drug use and partying from house cats. CUPS is truly a comic for the masses.
Sarge could do well to take this cat to obedience school. I guess it didn’t work last time, why would it work this time?
Rita’s just pragmatic. She could continue riffing with Sarge about puffy foodstuffs that this tiny baby looks like, but it seems like a waste of time in a world with so many CSI:Miamis to watch.