An open letter to cats:
A series of pictures of Hunter S. Thomcat:
Meanwhile, I tossed and turned for three hours last night before finally falling into a light sleep that lasted for the almost ten seconds it took you to “inadvertently” walk on my face enough to wake me back up completely.
This is exactly why people hate you guys. Because you rub it in. Well, it’s probably not the only reason, but it certainly can’t help. Please at least pretend to be bleary and miserable every once in awhile. Or share your hidden stash of sleeping pills. Whichever. We’re flexible.
Hugs,
Everyone in the whole world