Neither is Friday the Thirteenth unlucky. Black Cat Humor? Hey, I LIVE under a ladder--good thing I'm not superstitious!
Okay, okay. You caught me. I don't really live under a ladder. I live under a card table. In a garage. It's cold here in Colorado during the winter, and no, the garage is not heated. My card table is, though.
Hey, I'm not kidding. On my honor as a Mistress of Black Cat Humor. Mommy Pam and Daddy Ghost put blankets over the table. Then they got this thingie that puts warm in my kitty condo, and I stay toasty warm. See? I'm sitting on the warm table top!
I told Ghost and Pam I want to have my OWN website. You know, black-garage-kitty.com, tell my story to the world. Hey, I mean what I say! Ghost says I'm a natural at hunt-and-claw typing, and I can build it easy with
SBI !
technology.
But first I have to learn how to write my column so PEOPLE think it's funny. I hear you folks don't have quite the same sense of humor as us kitties do. Hard to believe, huh.
It's true, though. I mean, we high-level felines can chuckle for hours just watching one of our buddies raking a couch from cushion to cushion, and you people-types don't even crack a smile!
We-ell...it's time to close out this page. I've been up all night, and it's time for a catnap. In the meantime, y'all just check out Mark Parisi's
Black Cat Humor
cartoons. That guy is one cool cat.