From The New York Shitty Inbox: Eyresses

This item is too good to resist passing along. Think about it: our furry companions have it pretty darned good. They get free room and board; hell they even have their poop picked up for them. The least they can do is endure 5 -10 minutes of abject humiliation so as to be dressed up in period costume and photographed. Interested parties can submit your entries via email to Eyresses (at) gmail (dot) com. Otherwise, yours truly is going to wait until these ladies showcase Wuthering Heights. Chez Shitty has the entire cast of characters for that one!

Miss Heather

*This weekend yours truly learned that she is indeed a cat! It went down something like this.

(I am reading a book— Homage To Catalonia, lest you are wondering— in bed when the Mister comes in)

T.M. (pointing to the various slumbering hairy masses on aforementioned bed):

You’re a good cat, You’re a good cat…

(points at me)

You’re a good cat.

Me: But I don’t shit in the bath tub.

T.M.: Yet.

Perhaps this should be my resolution for 2011?