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Friday Humor Devotional

July 20, 2012
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Dear Lord, please help me to understand why it is as soon as we invite friends over for dinner our cat who is always constipated decides it’s the perfect time to take a monumental litter box shit, Amen.

Deb Martin-Webster

After a successful career in Art Administration, at Temple University/Tyler School of Art, Deb has taken on a new challenging career as an aspiring writer. Author of short story A Hot Dog Stand in the Himalayas Deb has written her first novel published by HumorOutcasts Press titled, Love, Montana. A quick read crossing the genres of western, romance and travel adventure with lots of witty humor thrown in the mix. Also check out Deb's popular HO series Friday Humor Devotional. It's prayer with an attitude.

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7 Responses to Friday Humor Devotional

  1. Robert Sneed
    July 20, 2012 at 7:10 pm

    I love cats. They are really special and all have a mind of their own. So,dear Lord, forgive this sudden expression of nature and know that deep down one must endure the natural processes of life at any time, place, or situation whatever the occasion. There! I said it and I am glad! Love ya!
    Robert

    • Deb Martin-Webster
      July 20, 2012 at 7:37 pm

      HA HA HA! I do too Robert, cats are cool. It’s like the old joke if a cat sees you on the toilet they’re thinking, “Do you realize you’re pooping and peeing in my water source. Dogs think, “Wow, you can drink with your butt!!” Love ya back! :)

  2. July 20, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    I was never really a cat person. If I was to have a pet, I think I’d like a piranha that I could train to bite the ears off boxers.

    • Deb Martin-Webster
      July 20, 2012 at 7:33 pm

      And here I thought you would train your pet piranha to mutilate the reproductive organs of a certain rock band with the initials of BJ . . .;)

  3. Kathy Minicozzi
    July 20, 2012 at 11:21 am

    I, too, live with a cat. A cat cannot be “owned” by a human or any other creature. Therefore, we are not our cats’ owners, we are their humans, and our reason for existence is to do the cat’s bidding.

    In our cats’ minds, they do not live in our houses. The house (or apartment or whatever) is THEIRS. We are just allowed to live there.

    You brought strange people into the cat’s house, therefore he found the best (and stinkiest) way to show his disapproval.

    Either that, or he just had to go really badly.

    BTW, my Oliver (may he rest in peace) had a habit of not burying his poop, although he was very fastidious about using the litter box. I think that was a guy thing. Male cats who are dominant types will sometimes do this.

    • Deb Martin-Webster
      July 20, 2012 at 11:46 am

      Wow, I didn’t know this?? Thank you Cat Whisperer.

      • Kathy Minicozzi
        July 20, 2012 at 11:52 am

        Always ready to serve … or at least give unsolicited advice. ;)



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