
That pest Dave! Who does he think he is? He is lounging on my section of the couch. Next to momma. That is my special spot. He is even laying his fussy head on my pillow. He is a cat for Peter's sake! The head is upside down, front paws in the air and Dave is purring. Wes is purring loudly from the rocking chair. Men, he purrs all night long. I have been having to sleep on the couch. Now where, may I ask you, am I going to sleep tonight? The cats' on my spot, and Wes will eventually get up and go to bed and I won't have that place to sleep in peace. Whine, whine, whine. But I beged of you, I have the right to whine. Afterall, where am I going to sleep?
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