I was at the downtown bus station where they still have payphones for some inexplicable reason. I saw some little kid (about four or five) pointing at them and asking her dad what they were.
That explains why it turned him to stone. I didn’t notice either until you pointed it out.
Pig must get his WiFi through AT&T
Garfield has never picked on any mice. He’s even friends with one of them, so why they would the need to do this is beyond me.
The ones I have are made of pewter. I don’t paint mine, though.
I remember the cocker spaniel we had when I was kid. She’d get all excited whenever she saw the dog brush—she loved it.
I don’t even have it in mine.
Darn, you beat me to the punchline!
Compared to a girl like Tiff (eats once a month whether she needs it or not), everyone is a heavyweight.
That’s not always the case. I had a cat who was sleeping on the windowsill , which was about 18" from the floor. She tried to roll over, fell off the windowsill, and landed on her side. She shook herself a bit, walked three steps from where she landed, then curled up and went right back to sleep.