We are legion.
We are the cats.
There was no ice water last night.
There was no breakfast this morning
OKAY....STOP RIGHT THERE....
NAPOLEON, get your furry little tail in here.
No, I am not profiling you just because you are black and white,
have a small black mustache
and black goatee
Wait a minute....we have no internet...I'm sure we have no internet....STOP LOOKING CUTE!
The complaints will stop. Not a single one of you was awake all day. I even had to lift Boogaboo off the commode, LIMP. The only reason Purdy von Sweets left the box was because she smelled coffee making.
This is Boogoboo. Fear me!
Skin Mommy took me off my private, soft, furry sleeping area and put me in the box with Napoleon and Josephina. They licked me half to death. I had to put my paws over my head to keep from going bald. BALD I tell you! I tried to get under a book but it was too heavy. It was horrible. Need Annoyance to avenge me!
Napoleon, come here honey. Have we been using mommy's smart phone while she was asleep? Is that why the batter is always so low in the morning? You can tell mommy. Come back here!
And all I got was a tail twitch as he disappeared out the bedroom door and settled in the kitchen for a kibble feast.
There was another note:
We may forget where our kitty pan is,
But we never forgive a late meal.
You have been warned.
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