A New Year’s Message from a Cat
Followers,
Accidental Food Providers,
As the year comes to an end and the fireworks begin (loud, unnecessary, suspiciously aggressive sky monsters), I, the Cat, feel it is my duty to address you.
Let me be clear: I do not like fireworks.
They are noisy, unpredictable, and clearly designed to test my survival instincts. If you need me, I will be under the bed, guarding the dust with great bravery.
Despite this, you have mostly served me well this year. The bowls were sometimes full, the blankets were mostly warm, and the boxes… acceptable. For this, you have earned my quiet approval.
