Rage against the meow

 Last I talked to y'all, I had a great night in the bathroom. Last night I intended to scream my little head off... and the door was closed. What.The.Fuck. Who do they think they are?!? Screaming in the bathroom is my right! It's my destiny, what I was put in this world to do!

I was so furious I ran to the toy box but found the monster half way up the stairs, so I brought it all the way up and left it against the door. That didn't make me feel better tho, so I went downstairs and grabbed an avocado slice. Did I mention I was screaming bloody murder? It was something like this:

    Cali: MRRROOOWWW! (it means Open The Fucking Door Now!)

    Assholes: SHUT UP CALI!!!!

They didn't open the door so I didn't shut up. Shit was getting serious. I went to get a guava juice. Technically it is Ash's, but it's time he learns that what's mine is mine and what's his is mine too. So I left the guava juice close to the door.

They still didn't open the door, so I had no choice. I got a full avocado. The pineapple and the egg were from previous nights.

Finally they opened the door and I was able to really scream. The protest screaming was just a preview. I figured expressing my anger in such a productive way would make it so tonight the door would be open. That's what logic says, right?

Nope, the door was closed tonight too. Sigh. And I already had all those toys, did I really need more?

Definitely.

Funny thing, there are cameras everywhere because they're monitoring Ash. They're checking to see if he farts or whatever. That's what I imagine they're doing anyway. He remains stinky but he's getting better, I stopped following him and I only hiss at him if I ran into him.

Back to the door, I decided the door needed a donut, and a camera got me:

A protest donut was just what that door needed!

Bet they'll leave the door open tonight!