My Horoscope Said I Could Do Anything….

The baby tabby is trying to come up the stairs, but the fluffy calico and one of her kittens are blocking the way. The tiniest kitten is being fierce, scaring the baby tabby. I step in, all frizzed out, and warn the tiny kitten to step off because the baby tabby is mine. The fluffy calico asks who I think I am, and I say my horoscope said I could do anything so I became a cat.

I’m not even a very good cat, I’ll admit it. That fierce tiny kitten didn’t care one bit that I was telling her to let my baby tiger up on the porch.

Published by TailsFromTheBackyard

Webcomic about cats and dogs, living together. Home of a friendly neighborhood spider. Started in 2004.

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