Because I have nothing else to write about, I will announce that my cat is secretly plotting to kill me. I think it was all that talking about having Roasted Cosmo for Thanksgiving >_> he must have heard...
Look at those eyes, o_o he's watching me... it's like he's just daring me to grab my yarn back, but nooo, I'm not falling for that trick >: I know what those claws can do.
Look! LOOK!! D: its a subtle threat I say! Like he's anticipating what yummy delicious meat I'm going to taste like *cries* And he's taunting me with yarn *sobs*
>: solid (what?) proof! And... and... sometimes he just sits outside my bedroom door staring at me! Staring at me with those adorable slightly cross eyed blue eyes, they're calculating something I tell you! Like he's measuring the distance between the door and my bed, and taking notes on when everyone else in the house goes to sleep so there will be no witnesses. Dear God it's going to be death by pet *sobs uncontrollably*
...help me... he's staring again...