High Strung Loner

I used to think that I'd die from Aspiration Pneumonia, since I routinely inhale food. I’m now certain that I'll trip over Ida Nelson and crack my head open on the way down. Then she and Taffy Davenport will eat me when their feeder is empty.

Posted January 12, 2014, 5:18 PM under Food, Health, Pets with tags Death, Health, Pets. Follow responses to this post through the RSS 2.0 feed. Leave a response or trackback from your own site.