I got my cat a wall mounted brush at her head height.
She loved it to a disconcerting degree. She’d scrape her face across it so hard that I kept expecting to see an eyeball stuck to it.
She also loved lying on open 3-ring binders.
Their skin must be as tough as leather.
First cow: woahhhh I did it! I did it! And it’s amazing! You go try!
Second cow: ahhhh okay okay I’m nervous…. holy shit your right! It’s amoozing!
Aww the got the moomies
They are like gigantic children…
Now I feel bad for loving hamburgers. :/
Shit like this is why I minimize my beef consumption.
What is that large “brush” post made of?
Aww. They’re taking turns. How cute!
Imagine scratching an itch you’ve had for years
How am I supposed to eat steak now