Wednesday, July 15, 2009

What's up with cats?

Why when I have 2 baskets of clothes on my bed does Taz choose to sleep on the clean ones rather than the dirty?

Why when he's sleeping on my duvet and there's a vast expanse of bed to choose from does he choose to relocate onto the weirdly shaped, poky bra that I just took off and threw there in a heap?

Why when I pull out a book to read or a journal to write does he choose that very moment, after ignoring me for hours, to lie across what I'm doing?

Why does he start purring the second I look at him?

Why is Taz completely fabricated from awesome?

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