AITC for food storage?
Long time reader, furst time poster. This is Holly-Elizabeth Peekaboo teh Feral, gurlfur ob 🌈William teh Other Tuxedo🌈, sisfur from another mister to 🌈Ruben T Void 🌈
I did hab a MOAST traumatic start to mine life. I spent much ob it in hopsital wiff mine brofur Buddy, then he died and went OTRB, and all I knew was pain. Unsurprisingly, when I did leabe hopsital I did an EXTREME HATRED ob humans.
Then, teh Meowmther Purrson step in and sai she will dopt me. I habs been living here since 2018 BUTT I am still bery shy. I runrunrun if’n teh Meowmther Purrson walks by too fast. I jumpjumpjump if’n she make eye contact.
BUTT. I will snuggle her in teh sleep square and I put my paw out and do gentle BAPBAPBAPBAPBAP to maek sure she knoes I require teh belly rub.
Anywaes and eberything (as Wills used to say), as niec as she is, teh Meowmther Purrson is a bery slovenly howsekeeper. For soem tiems naow, I habs been dragging bits ob mine wet fud out ob bowl, into sleep square room, and under teh sleep square. For food security purrposes. Then I forget about them. Teh Meowmther Purrson been wittering about, ‘gosh there’s a really stale smell in here. I wonders why, when I vacuum twiec a day’
Todae, I did a disappear for some forebers and teh Meowmther Purrson luk all ober for me. When she ebentually found me under teh sleep square, she also found mine fud storage. She did get teh cleaning spray out and teh hot water and teh dissy-fectant and SHE STOLE MY STASH PAWBABLEE TO EAT IT HERSELF! HAOW DARR, SUCH OUTRAG!
Meowmther Purrson sai I TC for being ‘so gross’. I strongleee disagree. AITC?