I think I'm going to be killed in my sleep. I just sat down for dinner and sat on the cat. Jesus. What is it with these animals? It was sleeping on a dining room chair. I grew up with dogs. You don't have to check your chair before you sit down for dinner, with dogs at least. The look in that thing's eyes. I am a dead man.
I just had to share.
UPDATE: Even in sleep, Sushi's claw taunts me...
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