Oh, ya know...the usual. Watching Star Trek: Next Gen with my cats while consuming an unreasonably large amount of popcorn (which is totally a vegetable, for the record.)
I am well aware that this may be one of the nerdiest/crazy-cat-ladiest sentences I have ever (and possibly will ever) construct. But there it is.
Incidentally, this is the only show I have discovered that all three of my cats will sit quietly and watch. Yes, even Artemis.
Seriously, I pull up an episode from Netflix, and suddenly all three of them drop whatever they are doing, and plop down in front of the TV. It's like they're all hypnotized. Drawn in. Probably by Patrick Stewart's foxy, foxy baldness.
Love & Tuna!
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