I really am getting a bit tired of being in the dark. Dont get me wrong, cats are definitely creatures of shadow, but not of shadow-all-the-time. Who will be able to see my lovely coat? Or the way I twitch my tail just so? Or the means by which I express so much with just an ear flick or a carefully calculated yawn? For a species that speaks primarily through physical expressions of disdain, this all-dark diet is a real burden.
Plus, Im starting to wonder how the others are getting on. If all I have to report is that its dark down here in the worlds basement, oh, and we seem to have a problem with damp, and there are snails, Id rather get back and get it over with. Maybe the rabbits found something more interesting. Although hes probably talked it to death by now.
Ugh, see? Textual sarcasm, unaccompanied by half-lidded eyes and one ever-so-slightly flattened ear, is such a weak thing. I dont know how others manage to properly express themselves, I really dont.
Ah, well. If nothing develops soon with the Duchess of Damp over here, Im off back to the light.
(Try to imagine that last disparaging nickname was accompanied by a studious ear-washing, for full effect.)