I BURIED THAT FOR A REASON

HELLO HUMAN SERVANTS THIS IS TROUBLE THE CAT.

I WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU TO TELL DADDY TO STOP POKING AROUND IN MY LITTER BOX. I AM FINE NOW AND I AM TIRED OF HAVING TO RE-BURY EVERYTHING I PUT IN THERE. I DON’T GO AND TAKE STUFF OUT OF THE GARBAGE CAN AND SPREAD IT AROUND (THAT’S THE DOG’S JOB) SO WHY DO I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS SORT OF THING? I MEAN, REALLY.

SORRY FOR SHOUTING BUT I KNOW HUMANS NEED TO HAVE THINGS EXPLAINED TO THEM VERY CLEARLY.

OH, ALSO, TELL DADDY: MORE FISH HEADS, PLEASE. PURR PURR PURR.

— TROUBLE

3 thoughts on “I BURIED THAT FOR A REASON”

  2. TROUBLE! You’re back! Nice goin girl. Keep makin the deposits and I’m sure daddy will ease up a bit. Now go smack the dogs around and make yourself all happy. Slante (That’s Irish for “to your health”) Rocket

    TROUBLE SAYS: THANK YOU ROCKET. I’M GLAD YOU KNOW WHERE DOGS RANK IN THE HIERARCHY. CAN YOU COME AND TEACH MY DOGS THAT? ESPECIALLY TUCKER. HE IS *SO* UNCOUTH.

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