And it’s not even my birthday.

Woke up this morning to a little present my cat had brought me.  Awwww, how sweet, a dead bird on the dining room floor.  Truth is, instinctually it was meant to show me respect.  Although I’ve told her many times before, she just can’t seem to understand that I don’t eat sparrow.

And then I found this in the morning comics and just had to share it.