When confronted with a cuddly cat, the lizard simply continues to lizard.
I will never not reblog this.
(Source: ofelias, via seungseungs)
“I really like you, Midori. A lot.”
“How much is a lot?”
“Like a spring bear,” I said.
“A spring bear?” Midori looked up again. “What’s that all about? A spring bear.”
“You’re walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, ‘Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?’ So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each others arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?”