Good for the garden, my arse. It annoys me when it rains cause my lovely fur keeps getting wet and I hate that Icky-sticky feel. My lady servant likes it cause it waters all her plants. The rain prevents me from stalking the many wild beasts that lurk around this joint – which includes stray bits of fluff caught in the wind. You have to keep on your toes you know!
So anyways, I’m stuck inside at the moment taking photos of myself looking very glum. I can’t take a short nap for 3 hours cause the sun might come out, then I need to go bite the ginger-nut servant on the ankle to get him to let me outside. Oh well, at least I have a decent roof over my head. In the old days on the streets of Northbridge I had to huddle up in all sorts of dodgy spots to keep dry. I often shared tight spaces with Chubby Checker, who didn’t leave you much room and he had awful bad breath not to mention his back door issues.
Hey, I see a ray of sunshine, time to give ginger-nuts a nip on the ankle and I’m FREE FREE!