I’m So Sorry Bruce

Well I’ve only been gone three weeks, and already things are falling apart back home. It seems my wife wanted to replace The Bruce’s food and water bowls, as the old stainless steel dishes weren’t so stainless anymore and were starting to rust.

Well, this is all fine and good. I’m all for the royal treatment for the world’s best cat. But without my supervision, I fear her choice of bowls is an insult to Bruce’s manly sensibilities.

I’m so sorry Bruce. Had I been around, I would have made sure you acquired something more befitting a cat of your stature. Something with little metal spikes or at least a picture of a lady Persian in a suggestive pose.

Look at the bright side, they could have been pink.