Kitty: not amused
I finally broke down and spent my hard-earned money to have someone do what I am apparently incapable of doing myself: cleaning my apartment. I love how my place looks. Betty loves how my place looks. My cat is less enthusiastic. She hasn't seen the place in its current condition for quite some time and it must seem barren to her.
I'm not quite crazy enough to ask my cat's permission to hire a cleaner but it would be nice if she had some opportunity to speak her mind after the fact. Unfortunately, my cat (like most) is incapable of uttering anything more intelligible than a plaintive meow, which could mean anything from "I have fleas" to "I have cancer."
Because of this, I have decided to channel Dr. Seuss on her behalf.
I do not like this nice clean flat
I do not like 'cause I'm a cat
I like the stains from vomit spewed
I like the fridge with year-old food
I like the dishes in the sink
I like that lovely bathroom stink
I like the bread crust hard as rock
I like that crumpled spooged-in sock
I like the drain that's clogged with hair
I like the trash strewn everywhere
But I do not like this nice clean flat
I do not like 'cause I'm a cat
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