When the sun comes up it is CLEARLY my breakfast time. Neither of you emerged from that strange covering you call 'bed' so after frequent attempts to rouse you I had no choice.
I was also concerned that CatSlave 2 had not changed her fur pah you call that smooth stuff 'fur' to go out.
I was not to know she had a 'day off'
You are MY CatSlaves and you are here to serve ME.
That's ME GruberCat Prince of Darkness?
So THAT is why I weed on CatSlave 2's foot whilst you were in bed.
And also punishment for your tardiness
I was sick
Twice
On two seperate bits of carpet.
Oh my CatSlaves. If ONLY YOU WOULD REALISE!
You are MINE and will do what I command.
And there will be no more gifts of dead birds for some time now as you DO NOT DESERVE ANY.
GruberCat Prince of Darkness?
Your King and Master