One of my cats has started following me into the bathroom. Most of the day, he sleeps under the bed, while I am on the couch. At night, we switch. As I see it, I respect his territory and he respects mine, with only minimal crossover for such necessary exchanges as food-in-bowl and pet-on-head (he is, after all, a “good kitty”). But now, oddly, he insists on watching me poop. Please Read the rest of this piece at TheNervousBreakdown.com
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