So I was havin a good day outside this morning…playing in my garden. Mom was watering and I yam thinkin…
‘This is a Great Day!’
Then Mom says, ‘OK Pluma, time to go in. I have to go to work.’
‘Noooo, I just got outside, I don’t want to go in.’
‘Sorry, I know you want to stay outside longer, but it is getting late and I have to open the store. You can stay home today and after Dad sleeps for a while he might bring you back out.‘
Then Mom PICKS ME UP AND CARRIES ME INSIDE!
Can you believe it? Ruins my whole day, and I decide to get even.
I chase her down the hallway and grab her ankle and put the bitey on her leg.
“Pluma, that is a BAD CAT!!! You can not bite me.’
Oh yes I can and I JUST DID. Now open this door and let me outside.
“Pluma, you are not going out right now. You do not make the rules, you are not in charge here.’
What! Not in charge? But I yam…I yam the CAT. The cat is always in charge.