Friday, September 27, 2013
why I brush my teeth in the kitchen
This morning while I got ready for work that cat just sat in the sink screaming and making long slow mournful cries. When I told Laura about this it delighted her, so when I got home and he started up with it again I had to take pictures.
I got some hilarious ones.
He looks like some kind of ghoulish snake puppet or something.
I have no idea what he was looking at, something far off in the distance that only he could see. The only time he would look at me would be through the mirror.
A glimpse in to his true personality. Pure evil.
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