Ruru the Cat here. I make a lot of sacrifices. I'm seriously a saint. I already told you I decided to let the kitten live, even though she and the other kittens took over my room. I sometimes let the dogs eat their own food. I sometimes have to share my cat tree. I haven't killed anyone yet. I let my people pet other animals because I don't have a choice. Then, I let them pet me, even though it means they then make me smell like dogs and obnoxious cats. Even my worst enemy, Maya. You see what I mean. I'm a SAINT.
Well, this last week, my humans were passing out little pieces of meat. I even patiently waited for them to eat some before I started begging. Then, of course, I sat on a chair nearby to make sure they knew I was kindly offering to take some off their hands. I'm helpful like that. Wren, the oversized kitten even humans call the adorable jerk, sat by me, and I didn't kill him, even though I wanted to. He's almost my size, but I could take him. But I didn't. So I could get meat.
But then, I had to tolerate a sea of annoying dogs that stole wayyy too much of it. And the other cats. We were an army, which meant I didn't get much of it, just little bits. And I didn't kill anyone. You see what I mean? I'm practically an angel. Be impressed.
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