Fizzy Pop

Today I came into the kitchen to find Tizer bouncing off the walls, in the most literal sense.

"Have you been on the fizzy pop again?" I asked him, "How did you open the bottle...?"

"Glass bottles do not have to be opened at the cap, human," the crazed feline replied.



























"Another lesson learned," I muttered as I went to get the dustpan and brush.

Tiny Tractors

Today Tizer explained to me the reason that cats purr.

 

 "We've actually got tiny tractors inside our heads instead of brains," he told me.

"No, Tizer, I'm not falling for that one again," I said.

Though the no brain thing certainly does make a lot of sense...