Another day, another big box. I was all over it immediately. My human said, “It’s not for you,” but of course I ignored her.
There were four plastic canisters inside, and the contents were definitely intriguing. “It’s not for you,” my human said. Again.
Not for me, my eye! Those canisters are filled to the brim with sparkle ball cat toys! I hit the jackpot! This had to be the most amazing day ever.
Then my human explained that they were for the “swag bags” at the BlogPaws conference in a couple of weeks. She’s going to staple them to postcards promoting my new book, which is coming out in August.
She said she needs all of them. I don’t even get to keep one. Never mind the fact that I already have a bunch — you can never be too rich, too thin, or have too many sparkle balls.
Now I am disgusted with the whole thing. The least my human could have done was bought an extra canister just for me.
At least I get to keep the box.