I’m tired of always being compared to Puss in Boots. Grrr! Unlike him, I’ve always been available in 3D.
My owners came home last night. I’m torn. On the one hand I crave their attention. On the other hand I love having the place to myself. Purrr.
I’ve put on some weight recently. Purrr. My fat sack is becoming pendulous.
My owners are acting a bit strange today. I hope they’re not planning to take me somewhere in that crate. Grrr!
Why does my master’s husband yell so loudly when I jump on his balls? Me-ooow! It can’t hurt that bad. I only weigh ten pounds.
My master just got a postcard in the mail reminding her that it’s time for my senior wellness exam. Senior? Who are they calling senior? Grrr …
I ate seven treats before 6:30 am today. Mee-ee-ow! I think I need to get in a program.
My litter box is getting smelly. Grrr! I need one of you to empty and refill it. And I don’t mean putting fresh litter over the stinky litter.
It’s a lazy morning for me. There’s food out, but I’m playing cool. I’m just rolled up in a ball on the carpet. Purrr.
Optimal sunlight is coming through the window right now. I’m just going to lie here and soak it up. Purrr …
Master came home for a few hours today. Meow! It was nice to snuggle her.
Fresh can of food for dinner. Meow!
Master’s husband just got home. Grrr! By some amazing coincidence, I’m in exactly the same spot as when he left.
Mmm … This water is cool and tasty … Purrr …
Quiet! I think I see something outside. Grrr!