Almost Daily Cat Haiku

I still can’t word.

My right eyeball is trying to leap out of my skull. This is a reoccurring intraocular effort. I do not endorse the activity, nor do I enjoy it. In fact, to use the proper medical terminology, it sucks.

I will take drugs. And once I become drugulated, I will follow Mr Popo’s astounding example and nap.

That is all for now. Enjoy the final fleeting moments of this period of relaxation. The mandates of consumerism reinitiate on the morrow.