For a moment, I thought that maybe store cats were a phenomenon limited to my part of the world. Thankfully, the internet was quick to allay my fears.
Long live the king.
I’m more of a french toast guy, personally.
There’s always a line that bears no crossing.
Never a tissue around when you need one.
Incidentally, this makes a tasty beverage.
A little flattery can go a long way.
And, of course, patience is a virtue.
Really, that’s no small thing at any age, these days.
Maybe it’s not the opposite, but close enough.
There’s a certain protocol that must be followed, as these things go.
Both can result in a pasty complexion, too.
There’s no need to look it up…
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