So, my "mom" wakes me up this morning by dunking me in a warm bath of water, and turned my heat lamp on. What an amazing way to wake up. I basked for awhile, then ate some spinach, and I cruised around my tank. She dried me off, and left.
I'm the best Christmas gift in the world, and where's Mom? Who the hell knows, but we need to have a talk when I see her again. She can't just up and leave me here, with Granny. I mean, what if I wanted to go out and hang in the sunshine and grass for a little while? Yeah, guess I can kiss that goodbye.
This is crap, and I fully expect to be compensated when she decides to come home. I demand the following items: spinach, radishes, a warm soak, and plenty of attention... Even though I don't require cuddly attention, it'd be nice to be appreciated for all I do around here.
I am outraged.
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