The human pillow...

I love our cat Molly even if she is a right royal pain in the ass. All she does is eat and sleep, eat and sleep. When she's not here in the house she usually is sleeping in one of the big cushioned chairs out on the veranda. Or she is at one of the neighbors begging for food or sleeping on their bed. (I know that's where she sleeps because they told me). What I find to be the most brazen of acts is not that she goes into other peoples houses and sleeps on their beds but that she eventually comes home at night and thinks that I'm as good as a bed and uses me as a human pillow. Of course she waits until I've fallen asleep which I inevitably do every night while watching TV. I love her but really...




Anyway, I want to come back as a cat after I die because life is so easy for them especially her.