Needs a wash
I likes to sniff things.
It's part of my job - to make sure things are in order in our home.
Today I was particularly busy.
I sniffed chairs.
I sniffed cupboards.
I sniffed the table.
I jumped up and sniffed bits of the kitchen.
I sniffed my hooman.
But something was particularly whiffy - I could smell it from a distance.
I went into our napping quarters.
The smell got stronger.
I located the smell.
It was a pair of my hooman's trowsers.
I don't mind them smelling of my hooman, but these have been hanging around a while.
They're too stinky - too strong for my little catty nose.
I meowed my concerns to my hooman.
He just said 'You're so cute!'...and stroked my head.
I meowed my concerns again.
He booped my nose.
Idiot.

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