Last night I got trapped in the garage. I had to spend a whole night there with only Shane for company.
That means I couldn't make the man pet me at bedtime. I didn't like it. It made me mad. Now I'm mad because I don't like that I didn't like it.
I'm not saying I like it when the man pets me, simply that I don't like it when he doesn't.
Life was simpler when the only thing I wanted to do with the humans was scratch them.
- Princess
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