Spooning

This morning I was watching Snapped on TV (so that I could stop the negative thinking that bombards me in the mornings and ultimately ends up ruining my day, yeah I have what I call 'fits' of negativity and they hit especially hard in the morning and when I am cleaning...go figure) and there was this woman who killed her boyfriend (who never loved her and constantly told her he wanted out of the relationship) while they were sleeping with a gun and then ended up spooning with him the rest of the night. Wow, that was the longest run-on I have ever created and I have definitely created my share of run-ons! Anyways she kills the man and then cuddles with him all night. It disturbed me, as was the intention, and then I turned off the TV and went about my day. Then (while working very hard) I came across this image:
And I am reminded all over again of the story that sent chills down my spine. Okay it didn’t really freak me out that bad, but now, I am picturing dead kittens cuddling and what is actually an adorable picture is now sad and gruesome. I would at this time continue on and confess to you that I must be one sick individual, but.....come on, you guys already know that about me and so I will bid you farely well. (Even though I have just plastered, splinters of yucky thoughts into your heads).