My cat Jeordie just came rolling down the hallway to come to a stop against my ankles, curled up in the empty plastic that had been covering the pack of Powerade I bought and demolished the other day. ...She acts like she can't move so she's rolling/army crawling around on the floor - funny shit, seriously.
Whenever I find the damn camera I'll take a picture.
"I iz Poweradez? I smellz Powerades. Where iz they?" Xp