The last couple of times I went on my walk, the smallish human Meghan took me. She doesn’t take pictures for me, like Mistress does, so I couldn’t tell you my stories those days. But don’t you dare say a bad word about my smallish human Meghan, even if she can’t take pictures, because I will bite your face. Off. All the way off. ALL. THE. WAY.
Now that we have that out of the way, today was a special day because it is the first day of fall (the stupid cats call it “autumn,” because they are stuck up and think they are so fancy and smart. I guess they don’t know they are mostly disposable and I only let them live here because the smallish human Maura loves them so much. I do not know why.) Also, Master came with us today. Here’s what he looks like:
But even though it is the first day of fall, the leaves still looked mostly like this:
He was using this thing!
We think that engineer man put it there. But why? WHY? I do not like change. Or loud noises. And that man could be doing BOTH OF THOSE THINGS in MY PARK.
My Award-Winning Park, where I walk and chase fleabag squirrels and (later this fall) poop machine geese.
Then, we saw another pink thing, this time between Neighbor George and Neighbor Mike’s houses:
That is on the way to MY HOUSE. Where I LIVE.
I demand answers to why this civil engineering man is painting things pink and looking at things through his … thing.