I attaked Medley agin, dis time goin ober da man who was bendded ober giffin Med treets.
Den I rund and hided under a cabinet until him chast me into da halfbaff an closd da door. When he wented to wurk, he told da womin to leef me in dere a cupple ob hours as punishment. Him rarely gets upset so dis a hoog deal dat he want me in time owt.
(Beeg deel! My food an lidder box is in dere, plus a rug to curl up on) Enyways, she put in a nightlight an my water bowl and wented to da otfur end ob da house.
Sooooooo, I purromptly turnt da wadder bowl ober an den runned through is an in an owt ob da lidder box. Plus I spilt da food dish eberwhere.
DEN, I danct on all da floor an toylet top an tank an da cabinet an da counter, makin wite feetprints eberwhere.
Two howers later hur comed to get me out an wuz talkin sweet as hurr walked in da door....you knows,da "you can be such a sweet kit, why you wanta always attack ol' Medley" an stuff. Den hurr seed da mess!
It taked her more dan two hours to get all da white litter prints off da floor an counter. Dere still bees shadows ob dem. Hurr had to frow da rug away.
She still not figgered out how I manijed to get dat white stuff up on a mirror fife feet offa floor wiff nuffin unner it fur me to climb on an I ain't tellin' my sekrets.
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