Living as a black cat locked in a suburban home with 2 humans, a stupid dog and a retarded kitten isn't easy. This is my real journal. The story of me, Sylvester the Talking Kitty.
Alright, I paid enough attention this time to understand what the brown cubes are. They are containment devices for clutter. Each time they appear in the house, it means we are relocating. And they did it again!
We are now in another home. Last time we only relocated a small distance from the old home. This time we are so far away! How will I ever return to Todd!??! I don't even know where I am!! Damn you Steve!
yEAH MOVING SUCKS ! -The Goombaking 1
ReplyDeletewhy don't you go to google maps and see where the heck you are
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