Senior Royal

Why you are here, Human, eyeing my bed so coveteously?

You say you are stuck in my palace…

Social distancing, you say…

In that case, kindly distance yourself both socially and physically from my bed.

It is time for the Queen’s mid-morning nap.

–Lexie, Guest Contributor*

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Ne touche pas!

All you Humans are going on and on about the importance of not touching your faces.

Question: If it’s so important, why aren’t you all wearing cones?!

–Louis Catorze, Guest Contributor

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Check out Louis Catorze’s iamthesunking blog.

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No, but…

No, Human, you cannot get the chair back.

You may stroke my irresistible tummy, so long as you understand that my murder mittens and/or fangs will automatically deploy when you achieve a specific, ever changing, seemingly arbitrary level of tummy stimulus.

And, no, stroking my tummy will not restore you chair privileges.

–Louie, Guest Contributor