Nice... that could be interpreted a few ways by me but I prefer not to.

Snap back to reality. Oh, there goes Gravity!

My first cat's name was CatFace. For the reason you might guess.

My friends wanted to adopt an adult cat.. also may have disagreed with me letting her do whatever she wanted (it seems, in hindsight) but they never said anything to that effect, the whole exchange was deceptive.. Anyway I let them adopt her.. They spayed her, locked her in a house permanently and fed her too much while she spent most of the day sitting in a drawer breathing stale air and staring at things.

I don't believe in imposing my views on other beings or restricting their actions if they are not harmful which is why I let my cats make their own decisions but that being said, I wish I could have seen that coming.

They totally robbed her of her spirit. Later I found out she had been cheating on him all along :? (the friends were a couple... I try to avoid people who lie)

Good Luck CatFace! The door is down the hall, down the stairs to the right and someone will have to open it. Run for you life! If you can still run at all.