- Nov 26, 2015
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My cat sits in the sun for hours, just staring at the wall.
I think he’s thinking about the meaning of life.
He looks at me like I’m the silly one.
And here I am, looking for my car keys everywhere.
I’m starting to think he’s really the boss of the house.
I think he’s thinking about the meaning of life.
He looks at me like I’m the silly one.
And here I am, looking for my car keys everywhere.
I’m starting to think he’s really the boss of the house.