Country Fried Cat

With the colder weather, and my round the clock use of the heating pad on my now diagnosed dislocated sacroiliac joint, I am a cat magnet more than ever.

Evan decided to join me in my pain and share a little bit of conversation as the cats pushed for the warm spot.

You know mom, we should call Dillinger Blackie Chan because he does Cat Fu.

Ha Ha Ha. No.

And Maisey, she is just such a Southern Cat.

Huh?

You know, so delicate. Like fried chicken.

I begin to wonder if I have mixed too many pain pills.

Cats taste like chicken?

No mom, her coloring is like fried chicken.

Hmm, I think she is more of a country gravy variety myself.