It’s a hard life for a kitten. I mean really…it must be so difficult, running around, attacking your owners by pouncing out of nowhere on their faces, then going to sleep.
You must be thrilled that we never know where to expect you from. That you could be in the bed, under the bed, behind our heads, only to pounce, resulting in our screams. And then to fall asleep so smugly like ‘my work here is done’.
My life has become quite like this Calvin and Hobbes sketch, which I used to chortle at. Not so much, now that I’m Calvin:
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