Reelin in the Years…with a Senior Cat


I had been recently complaining about…getting old, not being rich…mistakes made.  And, though, at the ripe old age of 15, my cat should know all my insecurities by now. …He just turned his back to me!

His thought bubble?

“You been tellin’ me you’re a genius since you were seventeen.  In all the time I’ve known you…I still don’t know what you mean.”

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