Oh boy, if I could just get to the other side of this clear thing that I can’t get through, we could play!
How I loathe thee, impertinent hirsute scallywag.
I could be all cute and stuff, and crouch down, and swish my tail back and forth, and then I’d pounce and surprise you!
Life was idyllic prior to your appearance, you scurillous fur brained varmint.
Yippee! If those bipeds would just let me outside, we could like wrassle and chase each other around.
Be gone, irksome rambunctious hairball.
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