To my cat

[ebartley]

Well, Brunder, I was just about to get up, start heading for bed, and give you your late-night dinner that you and Pilot-of-the-plastic-snacks have been reminding me you're entitled to for the past two hours when you crawled into my lap.  This is not how you acquire dinner.  Off you go!

Comments

[jlighton]

Cats: perhaps not quite as smart as their PR makes them out to be.