I cannot believe that goat thinks I had something to do with her stupid tree disappearing.
As if I would care about her stupid tree.
It's not like I could climb it or anything.
And I am a climbing cat.
The better to search for mousies.
I am ALWAYS on the look out for mousies.
It is my JOB.
I would not waste time ripping down some Weed Tree!
That goat is maaaaing up the wrong fence.
I have better things to do.
Just look at all of the climbing I did this week:
I checked out the sights from the new duck house.
I could not see much from there as it is not too tall.
I checked things out up at the barn...wait!
Is that a mousie?
I ran up my favorite fence pole.
The view is GREAT from up here!
When the publicist called I even ran up the railing!
I don't use the steps.
I am a climbing cat!
So you tell that goat it WASN'T ME!
