February 17, 2013

The Litter Box

Sigh. I don't know what it is about cleaning the litter box that Chloe doesn't understand. I use it... then you clean it. Not: I use it... then you wait 8 days before thinking about picking up the scooper! I mean come on. It doesn't help either of us. I am forced to "do my business" on things like your Persian rugs or new sweaters and then you wonder, "What's that smell?" It's better if you just let me use the toilet. Chloe, get with it, s'il vous plaît.

And what's with these toys? What do you expect me to do with it? The only toy I have my eyes on is a 2014 Mercedes convertible (white with tan interior, obviously).

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