"Even if the floor is lava, I'd still like to go for a walk". (via)

One of the joys of having a pet is coming home and discovering them doing weird shit. There's nothing better than walking through the front door, dropping your stuff, taking off your coat, then entering the bedroom and spotting your cat or dog just chilling in the weirdest possible place in the house and staring straight at you like you're the psycho.

Seriously, though. How did they even get in there?