Kitty says, “Let me come golfing with you, Dad. I’ll be good. I’ll chase birdies. Maybe some squirrels. I’m very quiet. No noise. I can get my own snacks. Pee breaks won’t slow you down. Please…..Dad? Please???”
Golfing With Bogey
evil kitty
Remember That Christmas Tree You Destroyed…?
Bam!! Right to the face, Kitty!
Want To Make Something Of It, Bub?
The Rolling Stones – “Sympathy For The Devil”