Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Maxx!!!!!!



Photograph by Dan Macmillan over Lake Karapiro in New Zealand. Makes ya want to move to the southern hemisphere, no?

8 comments:

karen said...

missing you maxxxx

Sandy-LA 90034 said...

Go, Maxx, Go!

ThePoliticalCat said...

Waving to the Best Boy. Love you Mister PlushyPants.

Buckeye, Dealer of Rare Coins said...

Well, yes.

And soon Maxx heads out of our area, not to return for 1,000s of years. I'm sure he'll have some tales to tell when he gets back.

mismn said...

I bet Maxx is just taking a detour on his way to cat heaven. He'll hop off the comet before it goes too far away, and then he'll scritch on the front door of cat heaven, where they will let him in right away, cuz they've been waiting for him. And then Maxx will be able to check on fourlegs whenever he wants, because cat heaven is really close to us. That's my theory anyway.

ThePoliticalCat said...

I'm with mismn. Maxx is MUCH too good a cat not to be escorted straight into Cat Heaven with flights of angels singing. I know this because I live with a bunch of biting, scratching, nibbling, drooling, spitting, puking cattards who will be spending many warm years keeping me company in hell, where I will surely go for speaking the truth about them.

mismn said...

Well, I'm not a religious person, political cat, so I'm sort of working this out as I go along, but in my version, cat heaven is a big place, and it takes all kinds, and your cattards should fit right in. I hope so because it sounds like they will keep my Old Old Friend from being the worst-behaved cat in cat heaven.

Meanwhile, Maxx will be hanging out with Albert Einstein discussing physics.

If we're lucky, maybe the rest of us will get the occasional Day Pass to visit cat heaven, from wherever we end up...

ThePoliticalCat said...

I'm not either, but don't tell my monsters - they think they've put the fear of doG into me. I know where I'll end up - in a Petting Zoo for kitties. I'll be in a cage, and they'll troop in two by two to get their tummies rubbed and their ears massaged. It'll be like that Kurt Vonnegut story, only with cats.