Humph

I was just having a nightmare that I was in Mommy's backseat, tucked in for four-hours-plus drive to Pittsburgh from Virginia. Argh. Ugly, ugly dream. Enough to scare a little kitty into staying awake for an hour or two. Eeek!

But then I remembered how, because we drove up in the snowstorm, she had a huge container of catty litter on the floor behind her seat. I remembered how SHE went into a pit stop in Breezewood, Pa., to go pee. I had gazed ever-so-longingly at the litter, wishing I could frolic happily through the crystally grains. But nooooo, no pooping for Maddie during the trip. No escaping my tight little cage so I could dance around the car and leave my abundant fur everywhere. That was very cruel of Mommy to make me stare at the litter for that many hours and not let me void my internal kitty organs upon its bounty. Bitch. I am going to poop on the bathroom floor before she comes home from work tonight, as my revenge.

And THEN I will sleep well again!!!