In early July, my mother-in-law tells my wife that she must come visit her great aunt who lives in Massachusetts. The visit wasn't too great as nobody mentioned to me that Daisy's great aunts speaks almost no English, only Laotian. My brother-in-law's cat was there though, and he's pretty people friendly still.
There started to be less room on the couch with all the people. So the cat Johann decided to jump and get behind my back. Which in a way forced me out of my seat. The cat took my seat. You think he planned it that way?