"If one is confident while doing wrong, there is no wrong being done."
Thus spoke Mr Fuzzypants.
He looks cute, doesn't he?
Sweet and lovely...
So very confident in his undeniable catness and cat authority.
Never mind that he is not only on the dining room table
(which is strictly forbidden) and that he's curled up
inside the shopping bag that holds my brand new,
still with the tags on, bras.
You should have seen the indignant kitty scowl when I scooted him off the table and dumped him onto the ground.
"Pah," he said. "Someone's in a bad mood."
Pause to stretch,
"After all, I do this all the time when you aren't here."