Frankie Says, RELAX!
What, you don't have one of these? In my next life, I want to be a cat. Not MY cat, because, well, he's already used up 3 of his lives and, well, you know. Aaaaanyway. The point I'm trying to make (and yes, I'll get there, eventually) why do cats always seem so gosh-darned relaxed? [sound of crickets chirping] Unless, there's a dog around. Or, kids. Oh, and something bigger that can, you know, eat it, well, that would be REAL bad. Aaaaanyway. All it takes is one look at MY cat, all curled up on a chair, or snuggled... Read more →