The conversations I have with my cat at 2am..
Rigby is smelling something on the couch.
"What are you sniffing at? Why you sniff the couch like that and freak mama out?! Do you have $850 to replace mamas couch after you get icky butt on it?? Do you??"
All this sounds good to him and he looks at me longingly. Then he walks over and gives me a head butt and smears his side along my face complete with recently cleaned fur. "Thanks Rigs... that was disgusting, but thanks."
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