The Thing is scairt of me!!!

I think the Thing is spoilt!
He doesn't stop moving!!!!!!!!And wooky here...what does he think he's doing?

I knew what mine Mummy was wike and wike I pwedicted, she cannot possibwy just foster kitties for a while. They'll definitewy end up in their forever homes wight here. Which is what happens to the Thing here. Shucks...

Do you know, I think he's scairt of me!
Yesterday night he stayed in mine Mummy's compooooter woom with the door shut. Today mine Mummy opened the door and I hissed at him, the sort of hisses I weserve for the V-E-T.
So now whenever he walks out of the woom, I give him the HISS and he wuns stwaight back into the woom!

And you know what? I heard mine Mummy cawwing the V-E-T today.
Tomowwow, the Thing is going to the V-E-T!!!
Muahahahahahaha......

The Thing...

This Thing stole mine food!!!!!!
I've been waided!
Injustice!!!!Thank goodness he doesn't seem to wike the cwunchy goodness. But perhaps it's because he's still got tiny kitty teeth, not wike mine stwong mancat ones. Mine Mummy has to mash the stinky goodness up with some water before he eats it easiwy.

Ok, but I think The Thing is not quite wight up there in the mind.
Which MALE kitty in their wight mind would awwow someone to put a PINK shirt on them?
And wear that PINK shirt so happiwy awound!
Because I'm never going to be seen together with This Thing, this is the best thing I can do to show you how big he is as compared to me.
The PTU which The Thing is standing on, fits me just nice, not much woom weft to move awound.
And wooky at him on the PTU! It wooks simpwy enormous for him!
Tiny wittle thing!

PS: Mine Mummy says to tell you (But I'm not sure why anyone would be intewested in This Thing anyway) that This Thing is named BEETHOVEN.
Because his purrthday is on Dec 17, which is Beethoven's purrthday.

Alwight. Now I'm going off to sulk again.