Sunday, September 13, 2015

Don't Worry:

This is totally legit. I has my medical grass card.


22 comments:

  1. Binga's card must have expired because there hasn't been any of that since I've come to live here.

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  2. Personal use dude, personal use.

    I must say, that table is an excellent surface to yak over.

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  3. Hmm, that fresh growing stuff makes me hack up. Perhaps it could be cooked into some brownies? Oh no! Chocolate is bad for cats! Think of something, Spitty.

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  4. We have those cards, too, Spitty, although we don't often see grass around here...

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  5. Who's your supplier, Spitty?

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  6. how can I get such a card? I would like to have my own grass in my crib... sadly my mother said NO! because we dogs do weird things when we had grass :o)

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  7. That is nice grass, I forgot to water Phoebe's again-shh! don't tell her. Thank you for the comforting words you left on my blog about the loss of Lucy. XO

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  8. Have a fun munchie Monday Spitty!

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  9. Nice stash Spitty! Enjoy my friend..........

    Hugs, Sammy

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  10. Yummie stuff...I have to snip off the grass for Jenna. Otherwise, she pulls it out by the roots!

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  11. I have the feeling you wouldn't give a jot if you didn't have your card Spitty.

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  12. Growing the green Spitty?
    Have a super week...

    Noodle and crew

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  13. Well, as long as it's legit, it's OK :)
    Purrs Georgia and Julie,
    Treasure and JJ

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  14. But do you have a medical yak card?

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  15. You made the mom bean laff out loud Spitty! Pawsome grass!!

    Sasha, Sami, & Saku

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  16. Um, I’d like to see that card. MOL! Are you having a sip of tea at the end there?

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  17. MOL...lucky cat! XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

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Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.