My cats are lovely, as any cat owner would say, but let's not forget that they are predators. Instinct. So the other morning I woke up, thinking my bed was uncomfortable, moving around a bit, and finding a blue ball. I was laying on it.
This particular blue ball was a gift from the monster kid next door, and the cats absolutely adore it. Actually, I think one of them would be a world class football player, should cats be allowed to compete.
However, I am grateful that I get to wake up on top of a blue ball, as supposed to a half-dead mouse or a bird with one wing.
Sometimes it's the little things in life.
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