Yesterday, running to Kroger to get a pan to make some extra-delicious Brownies, I was pulling out of my driveway and noticed two cats sprawled in the yard next door. I looked directly at one of them and said, out loud, "*curse word* cats, I wish you would quit running around my neighborhood."
This morning, Dana discovered a large cat turd on the trunk of my car.
Do you think he heard me?
Further proof that cats are the devil.
