Mom has been home all day, feeling uber crappy. She even kicked us out of MY BEDROOM. I say mine, because Donut is only a temporary renter as far I'm concerned.
We were forced to nap in the computer room until she came out to give us snackies.
Hoomans shouldn't be allowed to sleep all day. They can't cater to us then.
Sure, the table by the window is comfy and warm, but where are THE TREATS?!? The BRUSHINGS? Good god, where is my MOUSIE?!?