It’s just me and the Pale Tiger

Nowadays it’s just me, the humans, and the one Klingon. She’s the one that looks like a white Klingon and a striped Klingon collided at 60 mph. In her younger days, back where we used to live, she was quite the hunter. She caught her prey and flipped it high in the air to display her prowess. No. 2 dubbed her the Pale Tiger.

That was a long time ago, and those days are gone. Now she is much more rotund and she mostly sleeps. Since I like to sleep too, that means we end up sharing quite a bit.

Aw c'mon. Lay on somebody your own size.

Aw c'mon. Lay on somebody your own size.

Patooey.

Patooey.

Oh, I guess she’s not that bad.

More like a beached whale now.

More like a beached whale now.

Woofs,
Willie

Posted: October 9th, 2011 under Naps, What I have to put up with.

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