What doesn't kill us make us meow

 It's been a while, I've been lazy. Where did we leave off?

The door was closed, of course. I had taken the guava juice and chameleon to the bathroom, so I only had access to them during the day. But I wanted to play with them, screaming, during the night. So I brought a protest donut and a protest taco. Yeah, I had a busy night.

I still had to wait until the morning to access the bathroom. Inconceivable.

At least they'd keep the door open overnight after seeing so many toys, right? Of course not, assholes gonna asshole. When I saw the closed bathroom door, I reacted without thinking and got a platypus. But got tired half way through, they'll get the message anyway.

Next morning when I got access to the bathroom, I screamed and screamed and screamed. It felt good... for me, The Assholes yelled to shut up, but they're not the boss of me.

I took a bit of a break...

Fought with Ash, slapped Oswin, ripped out hair in strategic places... you know, the usual. It was hard work.

Then The Assholes collected all the toys and I got so pissed off I didn't move anything. Fuck it, they don't appreciate my effort. I spent my nights just roaming around the house.

But then, last night, something happened that snapped me out of it. Ash had the gall to take his disgusting bacon to the bedroom. WTF. Moving toys is MY job, who does he think he is?

Does he just think he can leave toys by the bathroom door? That's my door, and my bathroom, he has no business there... specially with toys, WTF!

Out of anger I grabbed an egg, but I didn't want to contaminate it with Ash's coochies, so I left it by the bedroom door. But that wasn't enough, so I also grabbed a monster, but I left it by the stairs landing. 

Ugh, seriously? I cannot believe this. Someone needs to set this cat straight. This is unacceptable. Now I have to take time off my busy day to slap him. I was better off as an only child.