Go to Wal-Mart, bitch!

Mommy just gets so incredibly frustrated with me because I wipe my ass on the rugs. But the litterbox has just been so nauseatingly bad lately -- the shit piles up for two days, then she takes out the metric ton of used litter and doesn't put any more in Pooh Corner. With litter levels so low, I feel I have to show my disgust by wiping my ass on the floor. I need some fresh litter, damn it!!!

But lately, I have been doing it in more creative patterns that catch Mommy's attention. I have great plans to have "Go to Wal-Mart, bitch!" engraved in the carpet by the time she wakes up tomorrow. ...