It's MY house. They're MY people. It's MY puny Christmas tree. It's just not right.Red and Stretch are here. They're okay, but the tall guy who picks me up came, too, and he brought Eve, the D-O-G! I got sent to the bedroom. I wanted to play with the wrapping paper. I wanted to watch my people.
Instead, the D-O-G gets to run around the house and play with the people.
I want her to leave. I want out. Life is so unfair!
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This world is going to hell in a hand basket. Hart and I are alone, and you get too many handsy people and a revolting dog.
We must put our heads together about this. Next Christmas there's going to be changes around here. Big time.
Hey Spooky honey;
Come on by our place. Par-tee time!
BYOCN>>
Tiggie & Hart
I'm so sorry you got sent to the bedroom while that D.O.G. had the run of the house - that's just terrible! That happened to me one time too. And the D.O.G. had an accident on the carpet--they are so uncouth! We cats are much more civilized. When will the humans ever learn?
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