Pictured above are my cats.
By day, this is essentially what they look like. All sweet and warm and fuzzy but by night, they become tiny Cat Ninjas, hell bent on destruction.
My friend Kyle says that cats are a “misery-loves-company kind of pet. If they aren’t happy, NO ONE is happy.” If that’s the case, my cats are in full-blown agony. See, we just returned from our summer vacation which kept us away for 10 straight days. This has not gone over well with our cats, despite having a cat-sitter who stayed at our house and lavished them with affection. No, it wasn’t enough and was apparently so traumatic that it gave JB a wicked case of watery bowels. JB is the brown cat and his litter box currently resembles the darkest, most dangerous corners of a psyche ward. Continue reading →