Thursday, October 20, 2005

A Simba Story



Hi, my name is Simba and I'm an alcoholic...








What have we here?














Score!
















Gimme that!













True love...
















Slurp!













No, comeback!













Mine!












Mmmmm Beeeeer!





















And he lived happily ever drunk.







*Disclaimer: No cats were harmed in the making of this story. Nor intoxicated over the legal cat limit.

5 comments:

Jen E. Fur said...

I LOVE SIMBA!!!! He is too cute. These pictures made my day :)

Jen E. Fur said...

By the way, what does he prefer--Bud Light or Sam Adams??? He looks like he's especially happy with the Sam Adams.

VITO THE PUG said...

Hey Babe (simba): I've hoarded a 12-pack of Sammies and some cured meats in my basement. You like proscuitto?

Princess B said...

Gen: He is especially fond of Sam Adams, he likes Bud too, but isn't too thrilled with Bud Light. He's a man's cat, and he thinks he's King of the Apartment Jungle.

Princess B said...

Vito: I'm gonna have to answer on behalf of my beloved Simba since he is too busy with his cat nap (or sleeping off his hangover, who knows...)

Sammy is his favorite and he does have a liking for the proscuitto, but his mother keeps him on a tight leash so to speak, and he hates driving in the car.