Since our power is out (thanks, Mother Nature, you wench) and I would rather weave yarn from tinfoil, knit the yarn into a spork, and then stab my eyes out with that spork than type an entire post from my phone, you do the work. Again.

(But, hey! At least I gave in on that smart phone thing! Otherwise, I'd be missing a post for the first time in about four years. Now THAT would really suck.)

Anyway, GO! Caption this photo!

Oh, wait. I should mention that he is yawning. That's pretty much the only thing obese old cats do, but at least he looks wicked doing it.

OK, now GO!