today was another day, meaning another day full of work for you and your husband to do, the members of the agency were wack but they were nice so you didn't go through an excessive amount of stress due to there antics. opening the door you expect to see your husband doing work but instead you see him sitting still with a glare on his face while having cats on every part of his body. his lap, his head, his shoulders, and his hands. oh what happened?