So today is National Cat Day. You'd think I would be freed on a day that is supposed to be all about me, but no. The day started in my makeshift prison of 2 dog crates wired together. And I started the day just like I spent yesterday, pouting while sitting in the litter box. At least I got to spend some time hanging wif momma in da bathroom - she says we have to go in there to hang since she's pretty shure she can make shure I don't
jump have any fun in there.
Bowie got to spend National Cat Day free. Free to come stare at me in my jail cell, free to sit on the table and the Halloween placemat . . .
I guess Angelique got out of bed for National Cat Day. I don't know since she didn't come see me.