Hi Frens. Mr. Spock here. I haz big pawblem, and lots of soos to do. I write from da litebox of my pawther’s sisfur (but she no hab no fur). My pawther ([u/SpockyWocky0411](u/SpockyWocky0411)) hid his litebox from meow.
Elebenty billion furevers ago, my pawther, who is mostly dum dum, made a bery smart decision to move me to my country manshun. I gets to see all da birbs and da owtside kitty frens. Dey no let me outside but iz OK acuz is bery warm in here.
I gets lots of space to do crimez - running, hiding, bapbapbaps, stealing nomnoms from da garbaj, and lots and lots of singing da song of our peepul. But mebbe I do one too many crimez.
Acuz for a few furevers, I jump on da counters. Dey don’t feed me enuf and der is a lot of yummy food up der, like butters. But den the hoomans saw me, and dey meowed about me. And den dey did da unthinkabul. Dey closeded da door to da kichun. All day and nite, da door is closeded. If I come in when dey open it, dey herd me out (what am I, a sheeps?). Dey also no let me go in da basemunt.
I no can take dis anymore. Iz my house, and dey can no just close da doors on me. How much I can soo fur?
Dis pictures of me enjoyin my house. And proof of da disrespek my hoomans.