I am not amused – meows. There I was minding my own business and that pesky little elf freak jumped on my back. It wasn’t bad enough that mom dressed me up. She must think I’m Houdini with these clothes – and trust me friends – she would be so very wrong.
I’m a man cat… a Hemingway if you will. We don’t do clothes or pesky elves. Now I thought it was freaking hilarious how this freak of nature was picking on the other anipals and mom/dad. Messing with us though, our claws are out.
I’m putting you on notice freak adventure. It will be pay back time soon. This may be the year you go down.