So they took away my furry snacks and my giant litter box.
They expect me to aim all my shit into this 1' X 11/2' stinky shit-hole.
My sunbathing days are over!!! And even if I am lucky enough to find some weak rays that come through these ‘special windows’, I have to knock off all this crap to find a place to curl up.
But hey ... I will quit bitching for now ...
Thank God .... the yearly bush is back!
I would ring my Christmas bells for you ... but they cut them off (it had something to do with that stinky shit-hole I kept missing). But how am I supposed to know that those rainy stalls they shower in .... and those flower-pots are not for ME to use?
I know, I know ... I said I would stop bitching ... for now