So this chapter is about the most unfortunate event in this book. A.k.a. my birth.
On April 4, 2012, I , Grumpy cat was born. I thought life was bae for two split seconds until the tragic disappointment called my brother was born.
Realizing I wasn't an only child was like finding out Christmas was uncanceled. A horrible and I-hate-you-all kind of feeling.
My expertise at being grumpy originated from my brother.
Q: What's a mistake in your life that can't be fixed?
A: My brother.
Narrator: No, I said a mistake.
Grumpy cat: Yeah. Like I said.
See what I mean? Sometimes God smiles upon you, and somtimes you try to pray, but the message isn't clear. A mistake like my brother can only be a result of my prayers not being answered.
Just look at the picture.
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The Life Of a Grumpy Cat
HumorI hate Mondays. And the internet. But that doesn't mean a cat like me doesn't want to share my horror story. A.K.A. my life.
