this motherfucking cat. comes trouncing into my room, all purring and innocent-looking. but allas. you fell for it. he is actually s o a k i n g wet, just not on his adorable little autistic head. So, when he jumps onto the bed, you notice nothing amis yet. you pet him, scratch him, and then he turns so he can lie down on your lap, and the tail that carries enough water to turn the sahara desert green, swashes over your laptop.
pico, this is why i am always suspicious when you come for a cuddle. bella would never and that is why she's always allowed on the bed and never thrown off like you just were. that's right, go sit in the corner and feel the shame.
Het roddelblad in mij zit gelijk te roepen, 'Girl, spill the teaaaa!' - Maxime