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What do you have to say for yourself?
Speak up!
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I have been slaving away, keeping the Palace ship shape, OK, Palace shape, and what thanks do I get?
Well I'll tell you what thanks, NONE!
Do you think it is easy keeping the mice from the door, huh?
Keeping the moths and spiders and flies in check?
Well do you?
AND keeping everything else including your tummy and waist size in check!
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Again I say, what thanks do I get from you, peeps, well I tell you right now we're into minus figures, for sure!
And don't give me all that "well I have to be up at 4:30 in the morning and have to stay at work till 6 and be home at 7.
If the inattention and lack of love wasn't bad enough, there's the lack of respect, you have been buying take away and doughnuts and wine!
I mean, I don't stand slaving away at the stove preparing a warm meal only to have it go to waist... er... sorry that is to waste, though with your waistline I was probably right first time.
Whats that?
WHAT!
What do you mean, I don't cook?
OK, so I get the food ready made, as it were, but that doesn't mean it doesn't need to be prepared, leaned off and generally made fit for the plate!
Anyways this is MY argument and what I say is..... um, well I do seem to have lost my thread, what was I saying peeps?
OK, yes thanks.
What I want around here is a little thanks, not to mention a lot more cream, and nip else this Princess is walking!
YES, you heard me right, I have had it up to here, and over there, with all this two timing that's been going on. It is either me or the your work!
WELL?
Whats it going to be?
This choice is yours and yours alone, which you will be if you don't choose me! Who else will keep you happy?
WHAT!
OK if that is what you wish then who am I to stand in your way, but I did warn you.
I'll be gone by the end of the day. I'll have my stuff collected by the end of the month. I understand there is a Palace in London that is short a Princess.
Good bye and good riddance to YOU!
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OK peeps, did you manage to get all that?
Yes? I know your dictation skills aren't that good, so I kept it short, lots of short words, except understand, which is a bit long. purrs
OK, great job. Once we get the computer up and running, could you upload that final chapter for me, and mail it off to the publishers, maybe those great folk at Fit Cat Inc. would have it?
They did that wonderful book called RESCUED, the stories of twelve rescued cats, including the late Nerissa, brother of Seville, over at Nerissas life blog. In fact there is a new volume coming out very soon, which will be a winner, for sure and one for my Christmas stockings.

Thanks, Peep, you're a star.
I wonder if we could get it into the movies too? Hollywood could be just around the corner and a plane trip away!
Do you think there was enough steam? or ranch? I know peeps go for all that sort of stuff, in fact if it needs a bit more, I am more than happy to do the directing and some acting, for a small remuneration of course. purrs
Oh well, seems like another week has come to and end. Do you fancy a take away? my treat, I mean those long days are a real pain, I know, and so little sleep and bad food makes peep grumpy and miserable and sad, which is NOT what I want you to be.
Great, that's sorted. You get out the glasses and the cream, and I will just nip out for the food. Do you like yours with feather or fur?
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