"Can I Get a Break....Please?"...Steve the Cat

Look at this.

Here I am trying to take a nap and this jerk wants to spoon.

And it is hot.

It's already 84, it's supposed to be 105 today and Chuck will not turn on the air conditioner.

He says since he is the only one here (my Momma is at the office) he doesn't need to cool the whole house. He claims he is doing this to promote less power use. Ya right....we all know he will not use it because he is cheap.

And speaking of cheap, he went and got a hair cut this morning. Tuesday is senior day at the barber shop. I heard him say he was not going back to the last place because the barber there was blind in one eye.

I never have had a hair cut. I get brushed about once a week. Sparky never does. He is afraid of the furmenator.

Yesterday my Momma was home and I heard Chuck tell her he was D-pressed.

I guess that explains a lot. Like why he won't play with me.

This morning he went for a walk.

I wish I could go for a walk.

I wish I could take a nap and not have SockMonkey try to hump me.

I'm Steve the Cat.

I eat, I sleep, I poop in a box.