Once upon a day, I was just trotting around enjoying my morning routine: wake up, walk, breakfast, bath, play time with Carol, Bichon Blitz, and then it was time for my after-blitz sun soak. So off to Ma's bedroom I head, when what do I behold!? Her Majesty, the Queen, asleep in my favorite napping cushion. Grrr...I've told her about that. She knows I get dibs in the mornings, but there she was - big as life nonetheless.
The nerve of THAT CAT!
Maybe I'll try tattling to get her in trouble:
"Ma! Auti's in my bed again! Make her get out!"
Then here comes trouble:
Caroline: "Oh look! A cat! Don't worry Chester, I'll get her out for ya"
Care: "Um...on second thought...I think we need a better plan..."