The Baby here, and I'm elebenty kinds of Hissed Off at Mommy.
Apparently she objects to me helping myself to Teh Butterz, and, in a fit of dastardly thinking, rubber-banded the dish together!
With TWO rubber bands. (She knows *just* how clever I am.)
This is not fair, kitties, not fair at all. I only want
half the stick a taste to make sure it's safe for the peeps' toast. The little dab I get on Mommy's finger in the morning cannot possibly be anything close to a representative sample!
Terrible things could happen.
However. I am determined.
Compare this photo with the next one:
See how far I slid the lid?
I struck fatty gold!
Told ya I was clever.
But not clever enough to not let Mommy see what I was doing...Teh Butterz now resides in a cupboard I can't open.
XX Butterz Baby XX