You know what? If you don’t have a meezer rule, you don’t have to have a meezer rule. That’s my rule.
My human and I didn’t talk much this week and so I wasn’t able to boss her around. Nor was she around much to make many mistakes–just a few.
So I have no rules–other than that there should be a better way for humans to feed us than to have to go out and leave us all day for long periods of time with no attention.
Anyway, I couldn’t let Gemini get away with all the furball hacking. I yakked up a good bit of catfood. It was nice if I do say so myself.