I recall the first day I saw my cat reading a book. Of course, I imagined it. I was pretty sure cats couldn"t read. But there he was turning the pages, his little furry head following along with the words. As soon as he saw me watching, he knocked the book off the counter. He glared at me defiantly. Cats are jerks sometimes. It"s one of the things I like about them.
Later, in line at the grocery store, as I was lured to stare at the rows of tabloid headlines, I noticed a theme: one read, Dog shoots owner - Man"s best friend no more? A thin banner under it reported it was only a bizarre accident. Another paper"s headline screamed at me Parakeet builds replica of Taj Mahal out of crackers!
The woman in front of me remarked, “It"s just impossible to look away, isn"t it?”
“Yes, it is! I don
