|THEN: Would you care for |
a delicious bowl of Yang?
|NOW: I'm sorry, you'll have to |
wash your hands in the toilet.
For some bizarre in-utero-fixation reason, my cat likes to sleep in the sink. When he was younger (and smaller) he liked to curl up in a nice cosy bowl. He's weird, is what he is. Editor's Note: To this day, it's a mystery to me why I even own cats. I'm a dog person. Do you hear me, Yang? A DOG PERSON! Now come on out of the sink and let me hug you.