Sigh...

I has been very busy.

I has had a good wash.

I washed my front feets.

I washed my chest.

I lay on the floor and washed my belly.

I turned my head to the side and washed my back.

I did my back feets twice, for good measure.

I was all done.

I was really pleased with my work.

My fur was all shiny.

Then my hooman ran into the room, said 'Frankiiiiiiiiiie!' in a silly, high-pitched voice, and rubbed my belly and back fur.

Now I have to start all over again.

Idiot.




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