Once I'd extracted the claws from my butt cheeks, I
Intrigued, I picked up the book and began to skim. Before long, I came upon a fascinating passage:
So let me get this straight – female cats sniff a male cat's urine to figure out what he ate, and knowing what he ate alerts them whether he'd be good candidate for playing hide the salami? (Or maybe "hide the Vienna sausage – they're cats, after all).
This is brilliant. So brilliant, I think I need to incorporate it somehow into the "meet cute" in my next romantic comedy. Why don't humans have something like this?
On second thought, maybe we do. Certainly I've found myself drawn to someone for reasons that might seem odd on the surface. I'm a sucker for great hands. BIG hands. Let's not dwell too long on the reasons I've developed this particular fetish, but suffice it to say, it's probably more than a desire to watch someone palm a basketball.
I once developed a mad crush on a boy in grade school based solely on the intricate doodles he created on the cover of his notebook. Never mind that we never spoke a word to each other – surely those doodles signified we were meant to be together forever and ever (or at least until recess).
What's the oddest reason you've ever found yourself feeling smitten with another person? How did it turn out in the end? Please share!
Unless it involves sniffing pee to determine what someone ate for dinner. I think I'm OK without knowing the details of that.