I'm spittin' mad now, so I'm hiding out from my people.
I love to play, so I look for things lying around that I can amuse myself with. I just found a nice little cord tied into a bundle on top of the lamp table that looked like great fun, so I grabbed it and my he-person fussed at me just as I hit the floor with it in my mouth. He grabbed it away from me, so I decided to hide so maybe he'll worry about me and feel sorry for me.
I'll teach him to let me have my way! But don't worry, I'll show up for dinner. I'm not your average fool!
Oops, a rubber band just went flying through the air so I had better come out so I can play again. I think I forgot to mention that my he-person brought home a rubber-band shooter the other night, so he shoots them and I chase them. He got me in the rear end with a rubber band the other day and I jumped straight up in the air. He claims it was an accident, but I'm sure he just wanted to startle me. Still, I don't miss any opportunities to play.
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