Moan, Moan, Moan!

Moan, moan, moan!

It’s the same story every day...

She comes home from work,

throwing her weight around.

So what if the litter tray is full?

So what if the water bowl has run dry?

God... just fill it up and stop whining about it!

She’s the one who wanted bloody pets anyway!

How the fuck does this women get through the day?

I only see her at home, and that’s stressful

enough!

She’s so melodramatic!

I’ll just stay out of her way.

Anyway, what do I know...

I’m only a cat!