caught !!!

Oliver the cat, isn't supposed to be on the dining room table, as a general rule. well, i had just finished cutting the grass, and i walk in the front door and hear "Umph" like the cat does when he jumps down from somewhere... so he comes up running, rubbing my sweaty grass stickin to leg, purring... the dining room table and i have parted ways recently, so i replaced it with my cheesy little card table, it's black with a poofy fake vinyl top and black chairs... so, i look over and see 4 little feet prints unsinking as the foam stretches back up... i looked at the cat and said "Caught Ya! The proof, my friend, is in the Padding". not that he cared, he'll be up there next time i walk thru the room, or in his favorite round chair, working on his memoirs.