Hi, this is Lizzie, and I’m taking over Mancat Monday today.
A lot of you ladycats have been swooning over Connor and his supposed “helpfulness”. It’s all a hoax, a HOAX, I say!
I have photographic evidence where he is pretending to “help”.
“Imagine mama going ‘Wook at da pretty orange velvet ear! Nom nom nom…'”
“And now imagine her saying ‘And da big mancat feet with da widdle pink toes! Nom nom nom…'”
And what am *I* doing this whole time? Working! I’m the one who keeps the house safe from bugs and squirrels, and the worst enemy of all–the window curtain monster.
Here I am, hard at work at my thankless job:
“I’ll get you yet, evil fly! You can’t escape my jaws of death!”
Is there a “Ladycat Day” for all the hard work I do? Do other ladycats have this problem? Do we need to unite in some sort of ladycat rebellion? If we didn’t keep the house safe there’d be window curtain monsters all over, and how helpful would the mancats be then? They’d be in a corner with their mamas having their “warm soft tummies wubbed”!