The other day, I had a bug up my bellybutton about something.. came inta the house really annoyed.
Now normally, when I stroll thru the door I'm met by a cat or two that is protesting the cruelness of being left alone to their own devices for a few hours. They tangle thru my legs griping about everything.
That day.. no cats to be seen.
If my wife was half as smart as those two gawdamned cats, I'd still be married.