Please let me in meowww, Mommy.
Go to the pet window, Princeton and quit making the window (and yourself) filthy.
Meowwww - no.
I'm freezing out here on the catio, Mommy.
It's 73 degrees Farenheit, Princeton.
There's no food out here, Mommy.
It's inside in your dish, Princeton. (and you ate before you went out)
I hope you feel guilty when they find me buried in the snow, half-starved, Mommy.
Yeah, I guess I'll just have to take my chances, Princeton.
Happy Friday efurrybody and purrs, y'all.