Don’t let him cheat you. Our big black cat, Mario isn’t asleep at all. He is waiting his chance to attack my hands. He loves to play with them: scratching my skin with his long claws and biting my flabby fingers with his sharp fangs while I sit on the couch watching TV. It’s such a funny game for him that he can’t understand why I hide my hands. In the morning, he can’t understand why I go in and out from the kitchen and don’t let him attack my legs. It’s so funnfy! Then, after many many attemps to make some funny game, apparently, he surrends, take a sit above one of the puff in front of the couch and close his eyes. Most of the times he close ONE of his eyes and… wait.