[The one who is not guilty.]
[How it would have felt...if I was there. Source.]
Anyway, so what happened next was all HER fault. She chose my spot that smelled like ME. I had to beat on her a little to remind her who's boss. 'Cuz it's my spot, not hers. Then...um...someone knocked out the hose thingy from under the sink. It wasn't me. I swear it. Then, the water sprayed everywhere, drenching...someone who wasn't me. Oh, and soaking the floor and the drawers under the sink, soaking through the floor and invading our space downstairs, into the litter boxes, all over the soft spots to sleep on, you know, everywhere. So like I said, it wasn't me, but it was a serious mess. My people are still cleaning up after whoever it was. It just wasn't me.
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