The counter is for sits.

I got home one day last week, and decided to just stand in my kitchen to see how Browning would react. He spent about 5 minutes sitting on the floor meowing at me. Then he decided to jump up on the counter directly across from me, as to be the same height as me.

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In the photo above, he clearly knows that his little cat ass does not belong on the counter…but he’s going to sit there anyway.

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“Hmm, maybe if I look over here, she’ll stop staring.”

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“I’ll try direct eye contact with this bitch I guess.”

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And, Browning’s ultimate way to say, “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR COUNTER!” is with this stupid face.

–Catherine

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