Matt and I were just talking about how our cat is going to kill us.  Charlie was at the other side of the room.  I was telling Matt about how I thought Charlie would eat his toes first because he has an unhealthy obsession with his feet/socks/shoes.  No sooner does Matt tell me that he’d come after me first does Charlie slowly creep up behind me.  I said “I brought you presents. Murder presents,” and on cue Charlie jumps up and scare the shit out of us.  Then he took a flying leap at me with his arms out like Superman.  Now he’s kneading Matt’s feet.  Told you it’ll be the feet…