He climbed into a slice of bread and made it everyone's problem.
Yes, bred. Not bread. He filled out the form himself and we are not about to correct a cat.
Not a source of protein, logic, or an exit strategy. Percent Daily Vibe based on a cat who has decided this is where he lives now.
One orange cat at room temperature. One slice of white bread, day old, crust on. One patch of afternoon sun. He assembled himself. Nobody was asked. Nobody could have stopped him.
Filed under evidence. All uneaten. All furious about it.



