I had an exhausting morning. I monitored the kids walking to school. They seemed unable to do this orderly or quietly. I then supervised the worker man across the street. He was taking down old gutters and putting up new ones. The old gutters made a very loud noise when they were thrown to the ground. His saw also made a screeching sound every time he used it. I judged all of these things to be very annoying.
I finally crawled under the covers to get some peace and quiet. I intended to sleep the rest of the afternoon. Lay-dee kept peeking under the covers. She said my name in a nice soft voice, gently petted me, and scratched behind my ears. She annoyed me as much as the gutter man did. She thinks I'm depressed because I want to sleep so much.
This is yet another reason why she is not my favorite. Does she not know that this is what cats do? We like to sleep. A lot. I wish she would leave me alone.
This is yet another reason why she is not my favorite. Does she not know that this is what cats do? We like to sleep. A lot. I wish she would leave me alone.
When Big Daddy came home I jumped right out from under the covers, ate some food, used my litter box and drank from my fountain. I let him pet me and scratch behind my ears. Lay-dee seemed annoyed.
Whatever.
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