Currently reading
The Last Precinct (Kay Scarpetta, #11)
Progress:
295/422 pages
Endgame
Progress:
130/400 pages
This comes complete with adorable pictures of kitties. As if I could possibly resist.Also, these poems are incredibly realistic to the life of being owned by a cat. I want to quote every single poem, because they are written with exactly the type of high-minded buffoonery I personify cats with. After much struggle, I chose my favorite:
"There's another cat in the house
A cat I've never seen
A much younger cat
You seem to know her name
You accidentally called me by her name
Right in front of the lamp
And my friend the throw pillow
I've never been so humiliated
I may never love again"