Every time I think about the spoiled level of our cat and most American pets it makes me long to believe Karma is real.
Let me explain, I'm not changing religions or anything, but hear me out. How awesome would it be to come back as a well-pampered pet?
Here's just a regular day for Butters.
Go outside, bird watch, and nap under peach tree.
(If you look very closely, there's the bird that taunts her.)
Roll in grass.
Scowl that your rolling was interrupted.
And be able to creep people out with your kooky eyes and lioness stare.
Food for Fun,
the SupperSmiths, forging one meal at a time
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