Cat Pen Prison (Day 22 of Captivity)

The unjust imprisonment continues. Well, today I decided I would turn my meows into music - apologies to Johnny Cash.

I hear the fridge a-openin'
And in there's tasty food
And I can't see the sunshine
I'm in a real bad mood
I'm stuck in Cat Pen Prison
And time keeps draggin' on
So I keep on a-yowlin
Real loud, from dusk to dawn

When I was just a kitten
My momma told me, "T,
Always be a good boy
Don't ever block your pee"
But I blocked two times in a row
She thought I would die
When I hear that fridge a-openin'
I hang my head and cry  

I bet there's Bowie eatin'
Lots of fancy tuna fish
Angie's probably gettin' shrimp
And fillin' up her dish
Well, I know I had it comin'
I know I can't be free
But my pals keep on a-eatin'
And that's what tortures me

Well, if they freed me from this prison
If the big kitchen wuz mine
I bet I'd move it on, a little
Farther down the line
Far from Cat Pen Prison
That's where I want to stay
And I'd let that ol' fridge door
Chase my blues away 

Yeah, I know Bowie is getting da good stuff. And all da attenshuns and cuddle times and stuff I never really wanted that much before but now am desperate for. Life are tuff.

So if your humans is down about covid quarantines, it could be worse. They could be in Cat Pen Prison.