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A chair, a tree, and a skull.
"Do you trust me," asked my cat late one night.
"Yes," I nodded after considering my cat's motives for a moment.
"Truly and honestly," she asked again.
"Yes," I replied after a moments pause to consider the question.
"Really," she asked yet again.
"Yes," I replied after considering all the things she wasn't.
"Good," she purred. "And before you ask, I trust you implicitly."
"I wouldn't," I grinned, "I can be a bit slippery on the personality front."
"I've seen it all," said my cat, "I really wouldn't let that bother you."
"In that case," I replied, "I suspect I've seen it all too."
"You have," said my cat, "it's just not something you can hold in this part of your mind for very long."
"I'm beginning," I admitted, "to get the feeling there's an awful lot neither of us has seen."
"And that," said my other cat, "is what you'll get to explore together."