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This past week I’ve been cat sitting Clinton and Girlfriend’s cat, and yesterday while sitting on the floor, rubbing the cat behind his ears I farted.

Like, seriously big guns, shook the crown molding, blasted a fart into the floor, FARTED!  And even though it was just me and the cat I immediately placed the blame on him.

“Eww, did you just fart?”  I immediately said aloud, and he just looked back up at me and placed the blame right where it belonged.  He’s a smart cat.