Sometimes you gotta pick a cat up just to set them back down somewhere nearby. Remind them who calls the shots in your house. Oh you thought you were lying on the floor? Dead wrong fool you’re standing on the couch cushion now staring up at me waiting for an explanation. You’ll never get it. I’m gone. I’m walking away. I’m already in the next room before you can so much as mutter a confused “meow.” later son. you’re reexamining your place in the universe all by yourself. Consider my power in a empty living room
