Walk with me, boo. We'll talk. pic.twitter.com/4HQQC0tUEb
— Tabs the Cat (@partywithtabs) May 1, 2015
My assistant was in one of her talkative moods this morning, prattling on about… You know, I can’t remember. I don’t even know what she’s going on about half the time.
Anywho, I had somewhere to be, of course, so I tried to politely extricate myself from the convo by pawing at my leash and gesturing toward the door, but she wouldn’t get the hint. Eventually, I started to mewl, and that woke her up. Honestly, I don’t even know why I pay that woman.
So, Friday. Awesome, right? I’m really looking forward to this weekend because I don’t have any kitty modeling jobs lined up, so I can do whatever my tabby heart desires, and it desires fun.
I’m thinking about starting by clawing Mom’s favorite chair, and then who knows? Maybe I’ll rattle the cupboards just to get on her nerves.
Ah, weekends… Such fun.