So Pat went home for his typical once a month visit or so and of course stuffed us in a cage and made us go. Being in a cage for two hours is no fun, but then if he let us run, we'd end up in the ditch, without a hitch.
So that is not the worst of it all though, as I'm about to show. For when I get there, it's to much to bare. So I'll just show it right now and yes I just about have a cow.
See all of those furballs I have to deal with each time I go, they are everywhere and run to and fro. Although thanks to my mouth they are all afriad of me, for as soon as it's me they see, they go the other way, not giving me the time of day. As they know I'll swat them upside the head, so they just go sleep on a bed. This means I get full run of the house, hey at least I'll kill a mouse. Those prissy things won't even try, it's like the little thing will make them die.
But as you sit and stare, thinking that's more than you could bare, count them up, yes there is also a butt sniffing pup. But he's just an annoying runt, that's shaped like a weiner so he makes a good hunt. But as you finish your count, don't worry your shoes can stay on for the above amount, add half a dozen to what you see and that's how many are in front of me, as I roam all around, seeing what can be found. Oh and don't worry miss priss scares them off too, as see can be quite fiesty between me and you.
So all this stress of seeing so many furballs, up and down the halls, has made me quite lazy today, so I used them to play. Plus of course there's the lets Face it Facts, so I'll go make tracks. But I'd like to open to door, cause them to scatter across the floor and chase some out into the grass, but instead I'll just sit and rest my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
P.S. I'll leave you with one final image to disturb your mind, oh and it's not of my behind. But don't worry you won't have to dash, as I have nothing left to flash.