I am the world's greatest cat lover but even I wouldn't have that in my house!. He should donate it to charity - somewhere there will be someone with no taste who will absolutely love it.
Give it to a cat shelter - maybe the one that takes C1. Poor Doris, I'm sure she had some good qualities, but good taste was not among them. I fear Primo takes after her that way - bless you, Goldie.
Gah I can't see the picture. However, from the description I'm imagining something like the blanket my mother gave me when I was pregnant 'for the baby'. It was ugly, smelled funny and had a brief trip to my house before being passed on to charity.
Two weeks before our wedding, my husband's parents called to tell him 1. they weren't coming and 2. he shouldn't marry me. They died hating me and disinherited my husband. PS None of this is made up.
Molly, I had to reload to get the photo in there and it went all verklumpt and your comment is gone!
ReplyDeletePrimo has a heart of gold, but I'm starting to question his taste.
ReplyDeleteI am the world's greatest cat lover but even I wouldn't have that in my house!. He should donate it to charity - somewhere there will be someone with no taste who will absolutely love it.
ReplyDeleteI laughed out loud when I saw it. I love my cat, but no, there is no way that would come into my house!
ReplyDeleteOnly if the cat basket needs a new liner...! J x
ReplyDeleteI seem to be in the minority here, but that's the one thing I would want! (But none of the rest)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure a humane society or other pet shelter would love a cuddly fleece blanket. Especially this time of year!
ReplyDeleteGive it to a cat shelter - maybe the one that takes C1. Poor Doris, I'm sure she had some good qualities, but good taste was not among them. I fear Primo takes after her that way - bless you, Goldie.
ReplyDeleteThat is tackier than homemade sin, even by Doris' already low standards for tacky.
ReplyDeletePoor Doris - she had such bad taste. She for sure did not have good taste in men.
ReplyDeleteGah I can't see the picture. However, from the description I'm imagining something like the blanket my mother gave me when I was pregnant 'for the baby'. It was ugly, smelled funny and had a brief trip to my house before being passed on to charity.
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