You know you're a redneck if you have to move a cat in order to have a meal.
Damn. Who knew?
In other news, I totally forgot to announce the winner of West of Paradise last Friday so, without further ado, Congratulations Sheri! Shoot me an email with your mailing address and I'll send your prize out asap :)
Way to go, Sheri!
ReplyDeleteI'd say part-time redneck. Full time would be if you had to move a gun to eat.
I guess that makes me a redneck since my cat tends to sleep on the table--not allowed on the counters at all. But then, we don't usually eat at the table anymore. We have these nifty folding eating trays since we're usually watching one of our shows at dinner time.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Sheri!
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Congrats Sheri :-)
ReplyDeleteHahaha, on the redneck.
Another redneck here. Move the cat to eat, move the cat to sit down, move the cat to sleep...
ReplyDeleteCongrats to Sheri.
So all cat staff are rednecks? I hardly think that's true.
ReplyDeleteHa, ha, ha! Looks like a comfy spot for the cat!
ReplyDeleteThen I'm a proud redneck . . . looooove cats! Did you see the news blurb about a man who called 911 because of a three-hour standoff with his cat? She'd had kittens and was protecting her brood. My Chena would've done that. She was quite the dame!
ReplyDeleteHahahaha.
ReplyDeleteI'm often moving cats but not so much for meals. Doing laundry? Using the bathroom? Sleeping? Yes to all.
ReplyDeleteWell, if it makes you feel better, I can't think of a single redneck I've ever known who owned a cat. SEVEN dogs, for sure, but no cats. Cats seem a little too classy for rednecks...
ReplyDeleteI agree with Stephanie - I don't think true rednecks own cats. Certainly not adorable ones like yours! Congrats to Sheri!
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