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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