The servant returned this morning from Columbus, and he looks like a mess. The nerve of the boy, waking me up at 6am just to let me know that he is back. I've had a tough enough weekend as it is, watching the other humans in the house moving furniture upstairs while he was gone. I had to squall and howl in annoyance the whole weekend about it. These people don't read my tail swishes to distinguish my moods correctly. Maybe I should give a refresher on proper communication skills.
Posted by Sierra at October 19, 2004 03:40 PM