Cats are smarter than dogs…in my dreams.

I hate when people tell me about the dream that they had last night if the story lasts for a) more than 10 seconds or b) does not involve me. So I’ll keep it short.

In my dream I had this little baby cat with chameleon fur. When I asked the kitten, “Where’s Barack Obama?” she jumped all over the button on my chest. Clearly, a smart cat. So next I asked, “Who’s this?” and pointed to the button. Sure enough the little cat spoke, “Barack Obama!”

Sorry, but I had to tell someone!

July 2, 2007. Barack Obama, Cats. Leave a comment.