pedro takes control

I see now that if I ever want to go home, I’m going to have to take matters into my own paws. I’ve begun a hunger strike. That’s bound to get my human’s attention…

Don’t get me wrong, this resort is lovely. The staff is sufficiently awestruck by my celebrity and they’ve catered to my every need. But I’m a busy businesscat and I’m ready to get back to work. I’m also ready for some good tummy rubs, a cat nap on the dining room table, and to poop in my own litterbox.

So wish me luck – I’m 17 minutes into my starvation diet, and I can tell this is going to take all of the strength I can muster. I think my ribs might be beginning to show…

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