Tortured Tabby Tuesday
You might remember that I got grounded from going outside awhile back. Well, the grounding continues, I keep trying to skwerm out the back door, but the peepul are always foiling my plan by catching me before I get out there. I holler at them, I scratch at the door, I can reach the door knob, but its round and I can't get a grip on it to turn it. A Mancat just wants to go outside!! Is that so much to ask??? Well today Mum took me out on the porch with the screens. I can roll on the concrete, which is nice, I can smell the smells and hear the hears, but I can't touch the outside stuff, its just short of torture I tell you.
And Mum says I'm spoiled...
Mum - "you are being overly dramatic don't you think, telling your friends you are tortured"
Me - "Well, maybe a little bit, but I would like to go out in the yard"
Mum - "You should have thought of that before you jumped the fence and got in trouble"
Me - "*grumble, grumble, grumble* I'm going to take a nap"