Cats

Hey y'all!!!

Mark made me dinner last night again. Ain't he sweet??? After dinner, we moved to the sofa to watch the crappiest cowboy movie I've ever seen. Imagine bad porn - like the kind you see on Max. Now imagine it without the porn. It was that bad. He collapsed on the floor. We were happily watching the movie when all of a sudden he says, "why do I hear my cats eating?" I listened, and I hear the munching sounds of a famished kitty!!! When I looked over at the table, Marshall, Mark's oldest cat, was in the process of making off with the remainder of my steak - that thing was as big as he was!! I wanted to give him a high five (the cat, I mean).

MUAHS