Hi cats. How are you? I hope that things are going better for you than they are for me!
Cats, would you believe that my Mom had the nerve to get out the evil vacuum cleaner? Here is a picture of it in camouflage:
As you can see, it is big and it is scary. That didn’t stop my Mom from using it, though. She had that thing running for over a half hour. And, that woman laughed when I hid under the bed from that murderous machine and said, “Oh come on, Grace. You are being overdramatic. The vacuum can’t hurt you as long as I’m running it.” I got mad when she said that. What made me furious, though, was when she actually ran the vacuum cleaner under the bed where I was hiding!
Well, I’m not letting her get away with that, cats. So, I just threw up in those things she calls house slippers. I can hardly wait to see the expression on her face when she gets home and steps into them. That will show her not to laugh at me. And, hopefully it will cure her of using that vacuum—forever. I’ll let you know what happens in my next post!