Jack, stop peeing on my and my brother’s stuff kthx. I don’t appreciate it when you piss golden ponds. You’ve been doing this since Ollie got fixed…and you’re like 9 years old and fixed…Why do you keep doing this buddy?
Traced a litterbox, anyway thats not the point! My cat was trying to use the kittens litter box and got stuck in it, I couldn’t get a picture, so I drew Jack’s fatass instead.
Dear Fat Cat Jack,
I let you into my room for the first time, you demand to go on my bed so I let you, but I’m allergic to you so I make you sit on a blanket I’m willing to part with. I wrap you up cause you like being under blankets, you behaved so well for those 15 minutes. You happen to have a dingle-berry as well and get it on the blanket. I also find a half squashed flea on you that your fat ass crushed. I kick you off and then you start to harass the birds. Now I can’t get you to leave. Then your presence attracts my brother who has a face-mask on and now neither of you will leave. Now the four dogs want to come in and the you start to panic and try to hide under my bed which you can’t fit under. You also pee when you’re scared so I’m panicking because I don’t want you peeing on my drawing pad. I make my brother take you out and put you down outside my room because you’re fat and clawing my face-masked brother, now the dogs are chasing you to the basement. That’s what you get, jerk. You are no longer allowed to go into my room.