Remember the book Bunnicula ? Where the household rabbit was actually a vampire who sucked the life out of all the celery and carrots in the vegetable crisper? Well, I have come to an unsettling realization. After months of living with my cat, Tybalt, and after Googling some summaries of Twilight , I have come to one conclusion: my cat is a Stephanie Meyer vampire*. See below the evidence that my cat is, in fact, the feline version of Edward Cullen. Or, alternatively, maybe Edward was really just a housecat. You be the judge. Like Edward Cullen, he withholds his affection for as long as possible , usually allowing his need for food dictate how much cuddling I get from him on a daily basis. He often snuggles up to me, purring, and then avoids me for days at a time, simply staring at me with fathomless golden eyes. I am never quite sure where I stand with him. Like Edward Cullen, his eyes turn a different color when he is hunting . His pupils dilate until his eyes are almost all blac
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