OKya they didsyomething to my blog and now it lokos all weird
I'ma sorry for hdiing for a very long time
but truth be toldit hasn't been much fun since the other cat isgone
all my storys now are about oh Hey toaday I ran downstairs
TOdy I went to sleep on a new place
IT was a couch
aslso I am big
twenty pounds of big
a POund is what weights something and Iwe igh twenty
so thtere

someone rwrote this song for me
it is spelled right ansd was insipred by soetmething that happend in OCtober
dont ask
th eguy wrote it
I dont knwo if I liked it som uch because it is obaviously an attempt to speak for me
when in fact when thi s happened I was very good at speaking on my Own
anyway HEre it is



FOUR A.M. SONG OF FEEDING

Ask anyone who knows me, I'm an easygoing cat
I'm all about the chilling out, I've got the cool down pat
Don't really ask for nothing much, life's all good on the whole
But tonight there ain't no cat food in my bowl.

I've endured a few indignities in my time upon this earth
From jokes about my fuzziness to cracks about my girth
With patience I have borne these barbs that'd try another's soul--
But I'm offended there's no cat food in my bowl.

I didn't mind the time you gave me bows to make me pretty
Or rolled me in a blanket just to play Burrito Kitty
Or wrapped me 'round your shoulders and said "Hey, check out my fur stole!"
But I mind that there's no cat food in my bowl.

Now if I had my way, of course, I'd rule with iron paw
My merest whim a grand command, my meow would be the law
But my job here's to be the cat; provider is your role
So provide me with some cat food in my bowl.

All right, you've had your slumber, and your dreams of god-knows-what
But it's time that you addressed this pressing problem that I've got
Cause I'm a screamin' hungry cuss who's 'bout to lose control
...well hey look now, there's some cat food in my bowl.


- posted by Abbie @ 6:26 PM