I want to run away.
The last year has been rough. My quality of life is slipping. I'm not able to cry anymore, and to put the icing on the cake of misery--toilet cakes, I guess--my old cat is screaming at me. She jumps up and bleats at me like a roaring lion. And then, gives me a really dirty look. What'd I do to deserve this? I give her everything. I serve her.
I don't like being screamed at by a cat. I love my last remaining cat, but doggone it! My nerves are shot! She has such a nice manner of talking to me when she's normal--you guys told me tortoise-shell cats are like that--but all this week she has beaten me up, and appears angry with me. She's up in my business, knocking stuff off the table right and left, and is following me around constantly waiting for me to deliver...what??
I bought her those Delectable Squeeze Up Treats. She goes almost berserk over those. Someone asked me what's in them...tuna, chicken...??? Catnip? I don't know! There's no listing. I think she wants that, but I can't hand them out like Halloween candy! I have considered tasting the paste just to see if maybe it's something I want! Maybe all I need is a hit off of this Squeeze Up cat treat. Maybe that's the ticket. Another secret treatment...forget FB, forget IG, just pass the paste over and maybe I'll share it with my cat!
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Love this post, Wire, it’s been a loooonnnggg Monday!! 
