I hate to hurt Hank's feelings, but I have to call a spade a spade...He's a big boy. Fourteen pounds of big boy. It looks like he ate another cat.
He also has big claws like these:
And big, sharp teeth like these:
However, today he met his match. A foe so fierce that Hank ran out of the room with his big, fat tail tucked. I was able to catch a photo of this beast: Don't be frightnened:
I'm embarassed for Hank. I think he just lost a lot of street cred to the 2 pound kitten next door. He spent the rest of the afternoon like this:
2 comments:
I love that story. Poor Hank Hank.
That story made me laugh right out loud at the unheard of hour of 6:30am on a Saturday.
I know.
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