I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
They look like they’re about to break out in a musical number
Tumblr Tuesday: Googly Eyes
The Dust Bowl era of the 1930s was brought to an end with the introduction of one simple tool: the googly eye. Today we celebrate.
There’s lowercase-a “art” and there’s uppercase-A “Art” and then there’s all-capitals “ART” and then there’s Project Googly.
Photo via googlyeyesonmystuff
Me in pretty much every social event