"Honey, I need to blog today."
"But I need something to blog about."
"Napoleon? The cat? The dessert? The Emperor?"
"But I don't know anything about the Emperor."
"He invaded Russia in 1812."
"Yeah, and that was a big success."
I once saw my cat Napoleon jump at least four feet and snatch an escaping bird right out of the air. My mom had said he had the same color as a Russian blue, which is why I named him Napoleon, which just proves my point that I don't know anything about the Emperor Napoleon.
Napoleon snoozing, circa 1979. (for some scale, that hot 70's orange pillow was 18x18)
I know, I'm boring.