My Cats are Assholes
At 4am this morning, I was awoken to the sound of a bird cage, containing 2 Budgies, crashing to the ground and landing face-first on a never-used treadmill.
Considering I already was dealing with the onset of a hangover, this made me a very happy dude, as my wife literally kicked me out of bed, to go see what happened. Of course one of the cats made it up to said birdcage, and jumped on top of it. The forces of nature, gravity, and intertia dictate that a body in motion cannot remain atop a motionless body for very long, especially if the first body is a big fat-ass tabby.
You might like to know that the two birds are in stable condition, but the treadmill is now clogged with spent birdseed and droppings.
