Dear feline, canine, and human friends,
FINALLY! The human pet arrived home today at around one in the afternoon. I was so happy to see her that I ran up to her, rubbed myself all over, and followed her...coughs!...I mean, I went off to the bedroom, and I refused to show her any attention as she had been so incredibly thoughtless as to leave me here by myself with my schizo sister, Isis. That's just torture, and I won't have it.
Now, my human pet is mumbling something about how she did not have Internet for the past five days at her parents' house in Pittsburgh as they were remodeling their home. She's trying to apologize, but I'm ignoring her. She says she has pictures to show, but I'm pretending not to care in this supposed extended family of mine.
I bet she went on vacation to visit with her other feline companion. Some purebred kitty, I bet, who can stand on only its front paws and brings her treats in the middle of the night on a serving tray. I hear about this all the time on the television.