At 6, sharp the humans are up, so I am up. I always run to the food dish, knowing that if im not there the humans will think I am not hungry. Once that's done, I lay down. I am the average housecat afterall.
I must have slept too long those humans are all home, AND I DISAPPROVE. They run up to me trying to get all feely in my coat. Nuh
Uh! I hiss and run under the couch.
Well, that's my day in a nutshell. Isn't it nice, the simple life, really, I love it. (Not really, I hate everything.)
