October 23, 2004
Napping
I don't think anyone fully understand how exhausting it is to be me. I mean, I literally ensure the safety of the house during the wee hours of the night, whilst the lazy humans slumber... don't they know that that is when all the action is.
Now I am getting whined at for not only claiming the rocking chair, but also the heavier blanket. Is it my fault that I could sense the change in the weather from warmer to cold and wet? No sir. I suggested they put on a sweatshirt and get the hell away from me whilst I hit a few more Zzzzzs. The nerve. First come first serve I always say.
I swear, if Rod doesn't empty the litterbox... I'm gonna go Abyssinian on his lazy arse.
Posted to Feline Graces
Tempermental little critter, thy litterbox hath been dumped. Resume thy napping in good humour.
Posted by: Rod at October 23, 2004 10:04 PMYou go, Ms. Kitty. Take no nonsense and give 'em all Hell!
Meow!
Posted by: Strega at October 25, 2004 05:18 AM