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Complaints? She haz them.
“That camera is TOO LOUD! You’re always holding that camera when you could be holding ME!”
“You need a pedicure! Looking at your ugly feet is making me wanna BARF!”
“I’m hungry! And I have to walk all the way to the other side of the room to get to the food! I’ll probably starve first!”
“I AM FAINT FROM HUNGER!”
“I can barely stand to lick my reflection, this mirror is so gross! I don’t care if you cleaned it yesterday, you didn’t clean it today!”
“That’s too HIGH. I can’t REACH that! And some of your former fosters WHO YOU CLEARLY LOVE MORE THAN ME pulled all the feathers off! What use is a feather teaser without feathers!”
“YOUR LEGS ARE SO WHITE THEY’RE BLINDING MEEEEEEEEEE!”
“Cori is breathing in my FACE and her breath smells like gross stinky nasty grossness!”
“That is STILL too high, and I can’t reach it I AM NOT EVEN GOING TO TRY!”
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“YOU are not PETTING me RIGHT. Can’t you do anything properly?”
Alice vs. the Robin.
EVER so slowly and patiently the mighty huntress creeps toward the tasty, tasty Robin.
But then she lost sight of her goal and got too excited and pounced far too early, and off flew the Robin to a safe spot.
2010: Rough life, boys.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Which reminds me, last time I had a sit-down with The Lord, The Lord informed me that doing what might lead to business on Sunday is FORBIDDEN, but abandoning as many of His Creatures to fend for themselves and be hit by cars and lay dying on the side of the road is A-OK with Him! It’s in the Bible!
2006: No entry.
2005: Poop Watch v. 2.0, currently in progress.