When a cat is dropped, it always lands on its feet, and when toast is dropped, it always lands with the buttered side facing down. I propose to strap buttered toast to the back of a cat; the two will hover, spinning inches above the ground. With a giant buttered cat array, a high-speed monorail could easily link New York with Chicago.
My god, my sister's lil girl, Lena gets cuter by the minute. I swear, it is pretty likely that it is going at that ridiculous rate. I wish I could go out to Germany to visit and see her. Here is some cuteness for you all!