And I am talking to myself again. What can I do? I want to, and who am I to argue with me anyway? And the cat agrees, so there. It’s official.
WHAT? WHAT? Why’re you looking at me like that?
You’re weird. If I make you a nice tin-foil hat will you leave me alone? Ok then. (*crinkle crinkle crinkle). Here you go. Now SHOO. GIT. BEGONE!
sigh. Ok, you can look at my blog but that’s it. I’m not feeding you and any messes you make on the lawn are your responsibility. No exceptions….
Here’s a bowl of kibble. It’s all you get so make it last. No more. Finito. Capiche?
Damn. You’re gonna follow me aren’t you? Whoooose a goood boy? *pat, pat, pat
Ready……?
GO FETCH
