I am innocently sitting here, looking through kmart for the cutest gloves and hat I saw there the other day, when I hear "Here, read a book, do you like reading?" and now I have sat through two of my cats being forced models.
Ah, there is never a dull moment in my house. Angel is a little crazy, but I love him. Even when he's forcing our cats into 'playful, cute poses' that they want no part of. I could rant and rave about my love for him... But he's getting into trouble over on my bed and I have to go see what the problem is.