This is my cat, a beautiful mudda fucker. We quite often have disputes where I swear this little ball of fluff is cursing at me. like I can hear it in the tone of his voice... Clearly not respecting my presumed authority here...
Disrespectful to the core I often wonder, how did they evolve to believe they can communicate with us? Can they? Are they really talking to us or are all there meows the same and mean nothing special? Would be quite interesting to know what these lil mofos be saying when they jump into the room through a window and start making demands.
Well to be fair, I never liked cats before this guy, I respected them as physical and acrobatic geniuses, but never really as a pet. This guy changed my mind though, despite his demanding nature, which I suppose all cat owners must put up with, he is a pretty cool cat. As generic as they come and as greedy as the Garfield he resembles so much. Live Long KittyBoy!!
