I am so blogging this...

So, zedrikcayne and I were in the shower this morning, getting ready for a trip to Disneyworld (his company got us tickets to EPCOT for today) and the following conversation ensued...

Me: "I see a Thunderpaws1...or at least the back end of one"
Him: "You know, cats aren't welcome at Dizzyworld."
Me: "Well, why not?"
Him: "Because it's the House of Mouse and they would try and eat the Big Cheese."
Me: "You don't think Pluto would chase them away?"
Him "Come on, we've all seen Pluto in the cartoons...he's just not that scary."

[1] Thunderpaws is the last name of two of our cats-the kittens we adopted last summer are Widget Ferdinand Thunderpaws and Gizmo Elizabeth Thunderpaws. They're collectively referred to as "The Thunderpaws Twins" or just "Thunderpaws."

He's now dancing naked in the bedroom and singing "Beta...don't forget my number. B-b-b-b-b-beta...farts are stronger than thunder."

Yes, he sings to the cats.