I’m pretty sure literally everything about housecats can be explained in terms of a constant existential crisis between “I am the most perfect killing machine ever devised” and “I am one foot tall”.
A copy of Tevruden's blog because I don't Trust Like that anymore.
I’m pretty sure literally everything about housecats can be explained in terms of a constant existential crisis between “I am the most perfect killing machine ever devised” and “I am one foot tall”.