This has to be the worst week of my fourteen-year life!
First Dale leaves me. Then I seem to be a magnet for these nasty, biting fleas! What the heck? I haven’t been off the boat! Where did these come from? They’re driving me crazy; I can’t even sleep!
Finally, my staff tried to drown me today! They have lost it! They dropped me in a 5-gallon bucket of soapy water and held me down. I screamed and howled and fought; their 4 hands were no match for my paws and claws! I was victorious!
As a consolation, they did pull those persistent biting bugs off me. Wow, do I feel better…but I don’t trust them anymore. I’m keeping an eye on them; they could snap again at any time!
Oh, and did I mention they won’t turn on the A/C? It’s hot here; what’s up with that!? Yep, this is not how I pictured my retirement……