Pondering
It is Sunday.
The day is mine.
I has the world at my paws.
Should I stretch and run?
Should I sing the song of my people?
Should I attack the feather thing?
Should I pounce of my hooman's feet?
Or should I do an enormous yawn, roll onto my back, look cute, and cover my eyes with my paws?
I think I'll do the latter.
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