Just a bunch of nothingness is what you will find here; please stay for lunch, we're having dinner.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
I think cats
are using my doormat as a litter box. There's no dookie or any of the sort, but it always smells right outside the entrance to my house. Also, there's always cats around; always. Why is it that felines are able to live on their own (almost) as a wild cat, and dogs are just helpless and get hit by cars and stupid stuff? Maybe it really is like men and women. Almost.