Sir, do you fleer and scorn at my solemnity
I do, sir, I do fleer and scorn.
I ignore you all in favor of the one true god…FOOD!
I blur and scurry at your fuds, because I have them not.
Who the hell are all these extra cats?
I dunno, man, Ima hide in the basement till they’re gone.
They look better from this angle.
Is that MY tail?
*with thanks to Matt, Mandy, and the house of Gaiman for the spare cats.