I'm getting ready for Valentine's Day. OK, so the Woman forced this collar on me. I've had this since I was a kitten but I could always remove it. Not so much anymore....it was on for several hours. Stupid Woman. My name is on the other side as is my old phone number.
I'm on strike. Woman, I think we need to talk here. I know you're "busy" with all of your stupid human stuff but enough is enough. Do you know how long its been since I've visited all of my friends? DAYS. Many of them. Briefly scanning about 10 blogs in a day does not cut it for me, Kaze, or Latte. We want to properly talk to our friends about what's going on in their lives and with their NOT so annyoing humans. Their humans help them blog.
You'd better shape up today or I'm going to poop in the red boxes. Sure, that's not like me but I'm getting peeved. You haven't even brought the red boxes down and you leave early on Sunday, how well do you think its going to go for you? Do you think the Awesome Man will pack for himself? You know he won't. You know you'll be packing for both of you.
I've thrown down the gauntlet. Stop working NOW and help us blog. Or else!
