This will end well.

So first thing I read in my email this morning, was this sent from my dad:

I think we should enter Max...
agility.cfa.org


So... of course, I follow the link. Then I saw this:



A couple of points: First off, how about no? Second, do you think you can actually train one of your cats-- that only recognizes your existence about half the time?

Third, cats have claws. At least yours do, because Mom will never let you remove their claws no matter how much furniture they may or may not damage. Never underestimate the cutely danger of an angry cat kicking with its back feet. Who do you think has your back? Mom, she'll be at work. Crackdog? She'll flee for safety and leave you to die.

I have this included computer simulation, note the first 20 seconds:


And fourth, if there ever was a sign that you need to find another hobby to fill your self-employed days... it's the fact that you are thinking about training and entering your cat in an agility competition.

May I recommend that you take up the Purse Forum again? There's a whole new season of handbags we can talk about. Or you can start a Walker: Texas Ranger fan site.

Also, Boxer is probably going to be upset that you don't want to enter him because he's obviously the fat one. But this all really is summed up with my first point: how about no?

Love you!