Bad Holiday Fashion
Just so you know, Boodie and I are friends again. I decided she wasn’t an impostor after all. So things are back to normal.
Or at least as normal as you can expect in our household.
Then there was that huge box that sat in the living room for nearly a month. It took forever for my human to finish opening it, even though I tried to help her.
Binga thought it was her own personal perch.
Finally she got around to getting the big thing out of it — I have no idea what it is — some dumb piece of furniture for her office.
I just wish she would figure out that I don’t need help with the looking cute part. As soon as Halloween rolled around, she started pulling out all the usual, annoying holiday junk. First it was the hideous orange cat in a witch hat.
Binga tried to kill it, like usual.
But it got worse. She brought out a Halloween stretch bracelet and made me wear it as a collar.
I hate posing in cheap costume jewelry. It itches.
And if that wasn’t the worst of it, she also had a really awful Halloween clown collar! I was thoroughly humiliated.
Boodie did us both a favor and tried to destroy it. She is really a pal!
I loathe holidays — all I have to look forward to is more human “creativity.” Yeech!