Here I am, waiting at the back door for my cat butler! Yes, a cat door is open and available for use, but why scrunch down and mess up my beautiful coat when there are cat butlers walking around in the house, awaiting my every command. I just stand here and stare at the people, and send telepathic messages to them wherever they are inside the house. I make them look at the back deck and see that the door needs to be opened for me.
I put this post up on my blog so that the G-lady who is coming to be cat butler for the next two weeks remembers who is boss around here. I hope she likes the same television shows that I do!
The weather here is really rotten right now. There's a thousand wildfires burning around northern California. Going outside is like inhaling a campfire. The smoke makes me cough. All the more reason for the cat butler to let me in right away!