Prompt: As “Dear Kitten,” what would you tell your humans about the new crying baby who now lives with you.
You’re getting creative with the prison punishments.
The smell alone makes my fur stand up and the screams will deafen me long before my release. You’ve been lax with the feed hours too, and the food budget must have been cut. I have noticed. Tell the time human to keep its paws to it self. My tail is not a toy. You and the man have been less attentive to my daily massage requirements too. I expect that to improve.
Dear humans, was the little human necessary? I shall await their pet offering until they are less wet.
But I will remember.