Haters

I know a lot of you read Metafilter already, but I couldn't resist highlighting a site that was mentioned today:

My cat hates you.

I can't stop laughing. But that's because I'm a cat person and I know none of these cats could actually hate me. The only cat who's ever hated me (and my cat) was Pinky, my roommate's cat in San Francisco, who was a 17 pound orange furball of evil, one of those cats who would look you in the eye and then do something hideously evil like knock over a bowl of oatmeal when you were already late for work.