Today my cat was sleeping on my pillow while I made my bed. So I made my bed around her.
you just built her a fort that was probably her plan all along
get off of there cat. my laptop is not your pillow and i don’t need my coworkers to ask me once again about the cat hair on my computer. it’s embarrassing.
get out of there cat. you can’t even use an ab lounger. you don’t care about fitness- You’re 21 pounds.
get out of there cat. you are not a beautiful, blossoming flower. and don’t eat them either.
get off of there cat. i know my cooking smells good but smashing your head repeatedly into the screen still won’t guilt me into giving you any of it.
if you pop that air mattress you’re gonna be in trouble. that is not there for you to play on.
I decided there is not enough internet space devoted to pictures of cats trying to fit into anything they can. So I have graciously decided to take on this challenge.
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