What a traumatic evening!!
My pleasant domestic abode was invaded by adolescent females.
The noise...
All those feet, oblivious to what might lay underneath...
All those hands, wanting to grab my body...
All that stuff... everywhere.... food... cups... paper...socks... shoes....a leg?
When will this torture end?
And I have been tagged...
I can't even begin to ponder that responsibility under the current barrage of tragedy...
I desperately need a nap but all my spaces are under surveillance...
1 comments:
LOL! Bless your heart! They'll be gone soon!
I'm sorry I burdened you with the tag, but I didn't really expect you to bestow it on anyone else. You are, after all, a cat, therefore not required to do ANYTHING a human asks of you.
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