Saturday, April 2, 2011

Our Humans, Not Their Cats

Hello World from Acorn Oakmist,
"Our Humans" are falling down on the job. It's their job, after all, to make sure it isn't raining when we want to go out. We checked ALL the doors at five thirty this morning. What did I tell them last night? Hmpfh.

However.... the grass is calling to me with its high little voices. Soon I can be Big Ferocious Jungle Cat. Then they'll remember who's the boss in the household. Slink. Slink. Pounce.