If I can choose, I would like to come back as a cat next time. You sleep about 23 hours out of the day. My cats have set the standard quite high. When they finally wake up, their day is spent killing birds, gophers, and other rodents.
But right now they have a very important pastime of watching for the mailman and his delivery of their new Furminator.
Of course, being the cutest baby one is THE most important job. Ever.
For those readers that refer to the subject photographed here as the Devil, shame on you. Clearly I have proven you wrong.
1 comment:
That is one sweet gig he has.
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