My cat is a ridiculous creature.
He can spend days doing nothing but adorable things - curling up in sunbeams, chasing crinkle balls, sitting in my lap and purring - enough to make me think that he isn't actually a living being but a very highly advanced furry robot carefully designed for optimal cuteness.
And then the cat finds a cockroach, which he gleefully dismembers one leg at a time and tortures into a long, slow death before devouring his limbless victim like a vengeful avatar of Kali.
And then he throws it up on the rug.
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