The other day, as I was giving my cat, Sammy, his usual evening repast, which consists of a half-can of wet food (he snacks on dry food all day), he said, “Just give me the whole shebang.” The next day, as I was repeating the process, he said, “Just...
Banking on the veracity of the old wives’ tale that cats hate water, Salem thought he was pretty slick hiding in the shower. Turns out he was all wet.
After noticing Sammy was conspicuously absent from his usual haunts, we launched an all-out cat-hunt. We found him casually sitting in the recycling bin, wondering what all the fuss was about. And people wonder why we call him Sammy the Goof.
Salem would like you to know he’s not exactly green, but he swears he’s recyclable. Our theory, however, is that he stows away in the reusable shopping bag because he likes to go to the store and cruise the cat-food aisle.
Sammy’s decided to create an act in which he imitates small power tools. In this photo, he’s doing his best jigsaw imitation. We thought it was pretty good. But the judges said it lacked authenticity. So, he took a nap.