I was about to sign off and go to bed when a giant beetlewaspflyingbugthang appeared in the living room. And not only did I kill it without waking up parents, wife or baby, but I also managed to do so before my flabbergasted cat. (Admittedly, it was amusing to see her freak out when the bug dive-bombed her.)
I, for one, now go to bed feeling as if my chest hair is justified
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I love cats when they get too curious for their own good. :) My roommate's cats are the classic cliche -- curious 'fraidy cats.
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