Your laptop bag?
You don’t mean my cushion, do you, Human Mommy?
No, I won’t give it back.
Speaking of laptops, can you cool it with the typing?
The clickity-clackety sound of the keys is disrupting my nap.
–Amber
Past Tense
Correction, Human Mommy. These were your shoes.
Now they are mine.
–Luna
Own It
Want to own the street?
Stalk down the sidewalk like a Boss.
See that stripey Ginger behind me? He knows I own it.
Want to own a Human’s lap?
Easy, dig your claws in.
–Orzo, Guest Contributor
Taken
This chair is taken. Find another.
–Lily
Ownership
Cats own everything they touch.
These sparkly pink flip-flops therefore belong to the Cat attached to the tail that is strategically touching both of them to maintain control of the pair, not just one, because no one wants a single sandal.
–Lily
