“Where are you?” came the cat call from the living room.“I’m in my Happy Place!” I responded. My usual smartass answer when I pretend to be irritated.
“He’s at the fridge!” Kitten, sucking up to her mom.
“Yeah,” I admit, “It’s my happy place.”
From the living room: “You can tell.”
Grrrrrr.
:)
On a related note, I saw an article today that indicated overweight people seem to have better memories. I guess that’s evolved so they can remember what their feet look like.
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