This is Winston. At about 2am this morning, he and Charlie decided to wage a battle on and around my bed in the guest room. I suspect that the other two cats--Molly and Sasha--were egging them on from the shadows.
Yeah, they purr, but they are plotting our overthrow!
And we'll be easy prey too. I was on the phone today with a client, so I was pulled over in a parking lot for about 45min. I watched as a white minivan drove by, opened its driver-side door (while moving), and threw out a McDonald's bag full of trash! Who does that? What has become of our society?
Maybe the cats ARE the superior species? We are the ones who scoop their poop, after all!!