'Why are they yelling so much? I open my eyes and see
Katy and Richard standing opposite each other. K. is furious because this
Retard broke her favourite mug. The one she got from her loving, now dead
granddad. Even I know this mug is labelled NOT-TO-TOUCH! Oh no! She started to
cry. I hate it because she always wants to hug me. I'd better sneak out before
she realizes I am not sleeping. I slipped out between them and they did not see
me. I am like a ninja. Where to go now? Living room is the place where I will
carry on with my afternoon nap. I lay down on the sofa right in the sun. I love
warm places to sleep. I hear they are screaming again. They both should be more
like me and chill more often. Those things do not even matter when it comes to
living. I guess those peasants argue only because it is their meaning of life
or something like that. He just told her I am more important than he is. Of
course I am. I am The King here. But did she say it is not true? Oh well I will
prove her wrong later on. What to put on my to-do list for today? Hmmm... Puke
on a new carpet. Perfect.' The Cat starts to purr while falling asleep.
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