If I left my dog home, all it would do is sit in the window and wait.

My cats have other lives that they don't speak of. I don't even let them outside. Yesterday, I found them plotting something.

Uh-oh. My big cat is staring at my lower, right leg.
beachguy in thongs Reviewed by beachguy in thongs on . Those precious creatures. I'm talking about my cat of course. She's comfortably found herself nestled inside of my sleeping blanket, not even the shine of light can reach her in there. She's won my heart with barely any effort. I guess I'm a sucker for cute behavior? Rating: 5