Image by Jeremiah Morelli.
Get off. Get off. I SAID GET OFF. What part of get off don’t you understand? There’s this new idea, it’s called personal space. Oh, you haven’t heard of it? It’s where you don’t have someone sitting on your head ALL FREAKING DAY. Don’t you have a perch or something? Someone else to annoy?
Aww, come on. You love me being here.
No, I don’t.
But who would scratch just behind your ear, if my claw didn’t rest right there.
My leg reaches just fine NOW GET OFF.
Well, the thing is, I’m kind of comfy, actually, so, no.