The Siamese routinely steal the blanket now. We need another one. I’m sick of waking up freezing with two white cats looking at me like: “WTF, don’t disturb us human”.
They should really be nicer and more thankful for all the food we give them, the sand they spread over the apartment, the toys that lie everywhere and don’t get me started on that kitty-furniture on which they lie to watch over their servants. But we really don’t deserve better.
We pay to become slaves and somehow think it’s all worth it. Adorable fuzzy little furballs 
