Hey, Mom, we're so glad we could help you last night. We made sure you woke up a whole three hours early, and we made sure you didn't get back to sleep. (Which is why WE aren't to blame for you being late to werk today). - Toby
Yep, I helped too! I made excellent barfs - some of my best werk yet. I'm very proud and pleased to have contributed. (And best of all, I got rid of that pesky furball). - Leia
Right now I'm so mad at Mom I could just hiss. And I have. See, there's this upstart mankitten named Nico who lives next door. Mom says he's a stray that they just kind of adopted. I guess that's ok but... he comes into OUR yard! He looks at us while we're on OUR porch! And he hissed at US!
Oh, and he sprays OUR bushes outside too. That is just rude.
Worst of all - Mom picks him up. Yesterday when she came home from werk she gave him a hug and came inside. I was all happy and excited to see her, I always am, but when I went up to her she smelled like that little pipsqueak. I got so mad I hissed at her, but kept going up to her to be petted, then I would hiss again. Kind of hard to make up my mind whether I should be mad or happy. I guess I was both.
She thought that was funny, and she laughed at me. I see I'm gonna have to lay down the paw on paying attention to that squeaker.