Is it safe to come out now?
Yo. It’s me, Chase the Cat, and I am not amused. Not even one little bit.
For starters, both of my kids are away at camp, which means my snuggle quota will not be met. And then to make matters worse, I can’t even get into my boy’s room to hang out in the sun. Check this out:
Ok, it’s not like his room is ever that neat to begin with, but COME ON! What is up with this? This is a flippin’ disaster! I just sat there and meowed at it for a while in the hopes that Mel would do something about it. But no. She and Spouse spent the day prepping their room and bathroom for some “magical makeover”. Whatever. All I know is that the house is all torn up and I don’t like it. And what kind of whacked out couple spends the entire week that they have NO KIDS doing home improvement projects? I mean really? Totally lame.
Anyway, maybe I’ll come out and eat tomorrow. I guess I’d better or Mel will ship me off to the vet so we don’t have a relapse of the whole brush-with-death thing. But I’m tellin’ you, I am not a happy cat.