Here's the thing, though. When mom doesn't wear her glasses, things can get pretty silly.
I know right where I am. Shouldn't it be clear to her? She's the one who put these here. I'm pretty sure her tee shirts didn't get all fluffy and sprout a tail.
But, love my mom, she calls my name and then realizes where I am and I get extra scritches.
Mom laughs and heads off to work and I get to lie in nice smelling tee shirts all day.