Remembering the Disturbing

In an attempt to downsize the towering stacks of magazines that have accumulated on the coffee table, I was perusing some old copies of Backpacker magazine today, dog-earing pages to pull out, when I came across one of the ads in the Fresh Step cat litter campaign. I recall being disturbed by these pictures when this ad campaign was first launched. And not surprisingly, I still find these pictures quite disturbing--perhaps even a wee bit haunting.

There is something about these pictures that give me chills. And not the good kind of chills--the eebie jeebie chills. I have to look away. But then I have to look again just in case the cat decided to stand up, break into song, and begin a tap dance. Because a cat that can cross its legs and cover its mouth like a five-year-old prissy girl can surely come alive and use the bathroom all on its own.