November 15, 2016
My cat confuses me. She'll tell me she has pretty paws and stretch them out for me to see, so I can confirm that oh god, yes, they're the prettiest paws in all the land, and she'll make sure I see her licking them instead of whatever claptrap is on my computer screen. Then in the middle of the night, she'll tap my cheek with one of those paws, and whisper, "Are my paws pretty? I'm not sure. Are they pretty?" and I'll tell her yes, yes, they are, of course they are. But I know she doesn't believe me.