Monday 27 September 2004

Gruel and Infeline Treatment

Those evil people are trying to starve me into submission. Okay, I have to admit that I was not eating my tuna because I knew those weaklings would soon buy me real prawns, but they've only gone and tried to feed me IAMS. What on earth is that muck? I had to go out and catch a mouse just to remind them what real kitty food looks like... and if my normal diet isn't restored soon, it'll be a mouse's head in the bed every morning until they give in!