Hey, lady.
You and the man give me funny looks every time I attack the cat tree. Apparently you don’t understand that if it weren’t for your silly “rules,” I wouldn’t feel the need to let so much anger out. I mean, why is it so wrong that I want to corner Orville behind the TV stand, eat random things off the floor, chew on your cell phone charger, and scoop the food out of my dish and spread it all over the kitchen floor?
It also might have something to do with all the catnip you sprinkle on the cat tree. But I’m not going to gripe about it because I sure as heck don’t want you to stop.
Winston
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