Damn, I'm good.

This morning, I was a clever little kitty. I sat outside Mommy's door and meowed and cried and stretched my furry little self out on the floor until Aunt Tiff came out to see what was the matter. Then I quickly scurried into the bathroom and crouched against the wall near the tub, all pitiful-like, and cried some more until I got what I wanted.

I manipulated Aunt Tiff into petting me even though she was rushing around to get ready for work. Hah! Go me!

Silly bitch, thinking her job could be more important than moi anyway.