I Have Been Caught Red-Pawed, by Guiness the Cat
Hello, this is Guiness the Cat.
Well, the jig is up.
No more such-a-good-kitty-for-coming-when-called. Although, in my defense, I did come when she showed up in the backyard looking for me.
It's not my fault she was paying more attention to the jonquils than to me. The ones way over there. Way, way over there on the other side of the greenhouse. (Or at least what's left of the greenhouse, but that's a story for another post.)
She should have been paying more attention to me instead of taking another million photos of jonquils. The first three million should have been enough.
Doesn't she know she's supposed to be outside taking pictures of me ?
I hope this doesn't turn out like last year when she made me write all her stupid spring flower posts for her. I made the mistake of complaining about having to write about pictures that didn't have me in them, so she picked a wet, yucky day to dump me out in the back yard for a photo shoot on the cold, soggy grass with her precious little purple flowers.
Can't a cat catch a break and go explore the backyard on a nice, warm, sunny spring day?
Sincerely, Guiness the Cat
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