So, Boyfriend and I were hanging out like usual.
And then this happened:
made me suggested I get a universal remote, since the volume didn't really work on the old one. (That's a whole other post...that mainly involves me shrieking at the television.)
Boyfriend the Hero got up and took a look at my dvd set up.
Yep. What an asshole. But then I realized the potential danger.
|(Boyfriend's not kitty's biggest fan.)|
So I pulled kitty out of the wardrobe she was sleeping in, and gave her a stern talking to.
Yeah, she's pretty disrespectful. We're working on it.