this happened a couple of days ago..
the movie was pulp fiction. I wasn't in the mood watching movies but I kinda was. It just seemed that he was more entertaining to me than the movie.
Let's just say it seemed like he was a scratching post and I was the kitty, and the movie was the dangling toy off the scratching post. Well even though both are entertaining to me, the scratching post suited me more than the toy at the time.
It's late at night. Please pardon my metaphors.
Anyways, back to my bellytime!