and this other cat. you know, it's been worse,
but this bitch is surly.
taking my toys.
hissing at me when i decide i want to play.
giving me weird looks while i lay on my back.
jumping out windows and making the new humans crawl on the roof.
(actually, that last one rules.)
i miss ann. i wonder if she's getting by.
GIRLFRIEND REMEMBER WHERE YOU COME FROM.
i don't like to have to share my bowl, either.
trying to understand these new humans is impossible.
they just have these dopey looks on their faces and act like they don't understand me.
and gay always tries to pick me up and cuddle.
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