Now you do. All people have eyes and ears, folks. What’s worse is how it runs: talk about this person, then cozy up to them later and talk about that person. You humans think you’re so evolved, but that’s ridiculous. At least the outside birds chattering at the bird feeder are tweeting the truth. Do you even know who you really like, and who you’re pissed off at? I’d say it’s like a big game of Clue except for one problem: nobody did anything because everybody’s blowing hot air all over the place! Thank goodness for central air conditioning. Except that doesn’t really help the stink from it all.
You humans are so silly.
Maybe Chloe could have explained it to us. She was the sweet girly-girl who kept us balanced. Now it’s just mommy and me, and neither of us are girly, or sweet. The adjective we share is “interesting.” Heck, mommy wrote a sci-fi trilogy, and I learned to imitate space ship noises from Star Wars. Chloe and mommy did good things together. Mommy and I cause mischief and get into trouble together. But you know what? It’s nice to have a mommy with a personality like mine. Finally! She’s a keeper (and I have to keep her on her toes).
Hey, I might not have the beauty tips or the sympathy to urge compassion for this inconsistent nonsense, but I can encourage her to stand up to it and be the better (feisty) person. And she never has to worry about us acting like a bunch of girls.
That’s all today. Take care. Have a happy Friday tomorrow and a wonderful weekend.