February 15th, 2014

Brown-eyed Stare

Dearest Ian kitty,

It is 3:18 a.m.. I am trying to go to sleep. And while I understand that you are nocturnal, your current meowing -- no matter how pathetic -- is doing little to endear you to me. Please understand that when the sun comes up, & I wake up, I will be happy to use my opposeable thumbs and let you out.
But NOT at 3:18 a.m.
For now, PLEASE go to sleep.
Love, Mama