She who meows is free

 Bathroom door was closed again. But this time, there was a bacon. I did not put that bacon there, WTF.

So annoying. That is MY door. MY toys go in front of MY door. Why is that cat there? Ugh. In a rage I grabbed a flamingo, but I lost steam half way up.

Maybe I'll throw it at The Asshole's head again. I haven't decided. That bacon just enrages me.

Yesterday I was super busy, and today I have a lot to do. Once they open that bathroom door, I'm going to scream my little head off. There's a symphony bursting to get out of me. I like to process my feelings by meowing. This time I'll sing about The Monster trying to attack Ash and failing. Weak monster.

And I'll scream about how nice it is to rest after a day of screaming and moving things around.

When I scream I feel free. That bathroom should be available to me at all times. It is not easy being screamy.