As your legally adopted companion animal, in exchange for snuggles and cuteness and worshiping you like a god when you come home from work, I am entitled to accompany you on all outings, trips and excursions at my sole discretion. It’s all right there in the adoption contract.
It’s the matter-of-fact expression
That bag looks a tad small for him, though. Should get a bigger one.
It would be terribly hard to leave having looked at that face!
But of course you’re coming with me. And we’re travelling first class all the way baby!!
PS – ya really gotta check the fine print in all contracts. Just saying!
My mom’s Russian blue hellbeast lives with us because he got evicted from her assisted living building. I recently started packing for a vacation and he was furious! He decided I wasn’t allowed to come near my bag and started furiously whapping me if I dared put my hand near it.
Well maybe if you’d packed his suitcase first so he could see that he was going too…
Did he get evicted for whapping?
Sadly, it was for biting my mom. She still wanted to keep him, but the powers that be said “No way!”. After a frantic call I jumped in my car and drove three hours to rescue him. He’s not all bad, actually. Pretty much your standard charming psychopath– handsome and friendly until he doesn’t get his way!
Soo…a cat?
That was my first thought!😂