We call those "cat games" and involve the whole family...no one falls for it but it is a lot of fun. Zippy says Dennis is handsome when directing the "bozzering".
Oh, Dennis, you king of passive-aggression, you prince of manipulation.
I heart you, you dastardly dude.
I can't help it. I have a soft spot, and always have for curmudgeons.
The crabbier, the crankier, the more disgruntled a person is, the more I tend to like him or her.
I can't help it.
What can I say? Happy and nice and fluffy and light never interested me much.
Ride on, Dennis. Ride on.
(Addendum: Dastardly is the wrong word for you--I just looked up the definition, and sir, there is not a cowardly hair on your sleek black body. But I love that word. You are mean, sir, but you are no coward.)
Dennis Teitelbaum was born on March 31, 2000 in Kiryas Joel, NY.
Dennis was born a Satmar Hasidic cat, but lost the faith when the Grand Rebbe Moshe died in 2006, and the succession feud began.
Dennis adopted a son, Edward, on June 29, 2008. Dennis became disenchanted with Edward in 2009.
Dennis adopted a son, Henry, on August 7, 2010. Dennis became disenchanted with Henry a few months later.
Dennis began having health problems and increasingly bad attitudinal attacks. Dennis spent much his last years passed out in a cupboard. Dennis left this world in September 2011 to join the Grand Rebbe in another world.
12 comments:
Dennis has a minion!
Dennis!!! Plotting against your son???? Henry must be more malleable, heehee
Eddy catches on fast !
Purrs Mickey,Georgia & Tillie
Sneaky!
We call those "cat games" and involve the whole family...no one falls for it but it is a lot of fun. Zippy says Dennis is handsome when directing the "bozzering".
OH Dennis
YOU are such a mastermind!
purrin
xoxxo
Abby
Whodooya trust in this house?!
Dennis has a method, and it's working!
haha - lemmy is doing lots of bozzering too
he'd like to come and play with eddy
Oh, Dennis, you king of passive-aggression, you prince of manipulation.
I heart you, you dastardly dude.
I can't help it. I have a soft spot, and always have for curmudgeons.
The crabbier, the crankier, the more disgruntled a person is, the more I tend to like him or her.
I can't help it.
What can I say? Happy and nice and fluffy and light never interested me much.
Ride on, Dennis. Ride on.
(Addendum: Dastardly is the wrong word for you--I just looked up the definition, and sir, there is not a cowardly hair on your sleek black body. But I love that word. You are mean, sir, but you are no coward.)
One exposed claw, a flick of the tongue...oh Dennis, you devil!
nice
ftr
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