I Want My GoG

I want my GoG back. She just got home after a whole week of leaving me, but now she's too busy fiddling with her uit-case-says to talk to me. I have been too upset to post lately, so I will post now.
This is me looking upset. The big greeny-blue- thing in the back is GoG's uit-case-say (to put her suits in) .
Did I do a good job looking sad and upset?
GoG was being a bad human. So I crouched in front of her uit-case-say.
GoG better leave the uit-case-says alone for a while and pay attention to her deprived kitteh.
She left me for a whole week.
And now she's back but is too busy fiddling with uit-case-says.

Tiria
The Shadow Princess

Stealing My GoG

I. Am. Not. Happy. At. All.
TOC was sucking up to GoG today. She was polishing GoG's feet today. And GoG liked it. Not fair. At all. My GoG.

Tiria
The Shadow Princess

It's Just Not Fair

It just isn't. And you know it. And I know it. And GoG knows it. And I know you and GoG know it. And now you know that I know that you and GoG know it. So what's not fair, you may ask. Well, I'll tell you.
So, a few days ago GoG gave me Greenies. I ate them, and took a nap. Then I got up and accidentally ate a little bit of string from the carpet. I was playing, see, and... Well anyway I ate it and took another nap on GoG's bed. And then my tummy couldn't digest it, so it was- you guessed it- hork time. I horked on GoG's bed 'cuz I woke up and needed to hork, so I did. But then GoG walked in and said stuff like "Oh, Tiria!" and "Not on the bed" and "Arg! Cat!" and "have to treat it" and "won't fit in the washer." Well, GoG decided that I horked 'cuz of the Greenies or my tuna snack. So now she won't give me either. It's. Just. Not. Fair.

Tiria
The Shadow Princess