I want to leave…
…and yet the door is closed.
Plain white paper is boring.
Paper with a generous dusting of decorative fur is much nicer.
I rarely regret my lack of opposable thumbs.
Still, I feel bad that I can’t apply Human Mommy’s makeup in the morning.
Human Mommy tries to do it herself but she needs help.
You can be an ingenue at any age.
It’s all about the eyes, the fur and the je-ne-sais-quoi.
I’m awfully lonely over here on the sofa.
Ah, that’s better, Human Daddy!
Now it’s starting to feel a bit crowded.
Who invited Amber?
You say you need your laptop because you are working on it, Human Mommy.
But your laptop is closed.
Is procrastination a form of work?
Yet again you have failed to make our bed, Human Mommy.
That will be 5 demerits.
–Lily, Luna, Amber and Quicksilver
Cold? Curl up tight.
Eradicate the winter bomb cyclone with your eye lasers.
Comfort should never trump style. If you find your Human Mommy’s new knit booties unattractive, you should let her know, in no uncertain terms.