so, of course, this is the only chance the kittens have to play downstairs.
Or, as I’m sure Shakespeare would have said:
To sleep, perchance to… THERE IS NO NEED TO ESCAPE ACROSS MY FACE WITH CLAWS FULLY EXTENDED, YOU %^*&#^!$&%$#ers.
Man, I can’t wait until the dog and the cats play together. After tonight, I’m going to be rooting for the dog. If Phelix thinks he’s going to sleep peacefully by my leg again, he’s got another think coming. I’m ready to superglue him to the dogs ass…