My DH is such a goof. We were woken up at 6:00 this morning by Abbey and couldn't go back to sleep so we were laying there talking. Out of nowhere, he says, what if kittens had wings? It made me laugh so hard. So we started talking about what life would be like. First of all, when she was a crazy kitten she could dive bomb us. We would wake up to her chasing her tail, or attacking our feet, we'd wake up to her divebombing us. She be able to pretty much ANYTHING she wanted. Then we decided, that they grow, but their wings don't. So we laughed picturing our fat fluffy Cams with tiny wings, flying really low to the ground. Of course the kitten would divebomb her.