mijan | FEEEEED MEEEEEEE!!!!

Last night, I'm in the kitchen, and all of a sudden, I hear this strange clatter on the wooden floor of the living room.

Wondering what the hell the pets were doing this time, I walk around to the living room to see the cat's food dish, empty, sitting upright on the floor. Now, bear in mind that the cat's dish is kept in the basement with his litter box, the water, and the dog's food. That means that the cat had decided that he'd waited long enough, and had carried the damn bowl upstairs himself out of spite and to make the blatant demand. The cat was sitting a few feet away, staring at me.

The message was loud and clear: "FEED ME, FUCKERS!"

I hadn't laughed that hard in ages. It got even better when Fi supplied the commentary on behalf of the cat.

My life is a LOL.