Last time I left the cats at home unsupervised, I came back to find Das Kapital open on the floor. This time, Julius Caesar.
(What are we doing tonight, Brain?)
Cats are really into books. I once shared living space with a cat who only came to sit on my lap when I was reading. He would literally sit between me and the book, as if he were reading…
Eliot really had it right about the mysterious double-lives of the furry little creatures.
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