 Purred: Tue Nov 28, '06 5:58pm PST |
 | |  | | The Wretched Oppression of Hunky Orange Tabby........
Where does one start......I live in a house of women....and that includes the hired help (aka- my so called typist/can-openner/ box cleaner- who I keep having to remind that she is replacable) -as well as my two adopted sisters.
In other words estrogen everywhere!
I mean I'm guy - so what if I don't always bury my...........you know. Is it worth making a federal case becasue of it?
And here I am trying to keep the house looking and smelling its very best at all times and what does the hired-help do when she is expecting guests.......she CLEANS.
I mean how is a guy supposed to his presence known?
Then there is this d*et thing- I mean I am NOT fat!
I am all muscle baby!
Seems though the vet (who no surprise is also a female) thinks I am getting "plump" ( as she was saying the p-word I was busy trying to scratch her eyes out but thats another story).
Thank goodness Belly Girl was also told not to put on any more weight or I would have really had to put my paw down.
Then there is the whole "sharing thing"-I have to share everything around here from my (now restricted) food rations, to my to bath tub (BTW can any of you cats out there explain to me why humans insist on using that shower thing to bathe when they have perfectly good tongues) to my couch, my blanky and my **sniff** old sock (I'm looking at you Bianca).
I mean come on emma- name one cat who has it tougher then moi?
Your pal in being misunderstood,
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