If you have the desire to feel sorry for someone(thing), I offer you my kittens.  Every morning, tony and madison turn off the lights in the house, don flashlights, and go hunting for kittens.  once they find them, they narrate the “wild cat’s” characteristics, sometimes with an aussie accent.  do you have any idea how many mornings I’ve heard about the rare black cat with one white whisker? (that would be ringo starr)

It really is funny, but sometimes I worry about the kittens’ psyches, hoping they won’t forever be damaged; but then I watch them romp around, and they seem fine.

but, just in case you have the need, feel free to sympathize with my felines.