Our Masters, the Cats

Cats. I'm owned by three of them. They decide what particular convoluted shape we get to sleep in at night, when we have to get up to supply food or re-fill the water dish - 3am is a particularly fine time to push the water dish around and wake me for a refill. They decide our seating arrangements - "sorry, I'm napping in your computer chair right now, how about you just kneel in front of the desk for a while?" "You didn't really want to work on that necklace I'm sleeping on right now, did you?", etc.

So I'm quite fond of the various cat pictures and videos from I Can Haz Cheezburger. Here's a silly dignified cat with a large box to play in conquer - the ending is particularly cute.