You were away all weekend. I think I'll purr for 10 hours straight. Then wake up on top of you in an upside-down heap like a pile of unkempt laundry (Figure 1). Then follow you around all morning (Figure 2).
Then ... oh yes, miscalculate my trip to the litter box and wander into your bedroom later with shit smeared all over my ass.
Meet the monster. He is alternately an evil menace and the greatest stuffed animal that ever came to life. This is a daily account of the many ways in which he tortures and charms us.