You'd think Ellen's friends would have learned by now that I hate them. She had a bunch of them over last night and it was all I could do to ignore them and stay asleep. Then E tipped me off the cushion saying she needed the seat for a guest (well, really) and so I bolted.
But there's always one . . . Or three . . . Or five . . . who remain convinced they can win me over. They mumble and mutter and wave and try all manner of demeaning actions to try to get my attention. How many times do I have to growl, bite and scratch to give them the message?
Geez, they're so annoying. I sooo have better things to do than hang around when E has friends over.
I did hear them all say that I had been very good, though. Patronising humans! Next time I'll take chunk out of every one who tries to be friendly.