Full of Catattitude

[as dictated to Tanya]

[T] Emeril, what do you want to post about this week?

Nothing.

[T] You want to post about nothing? Oh, so you mean a day in the life of Emeril.

You are funny. Not. I do not want to post this week. I feel grumpy.

[T] Why are you so cranky? I would think you would feel good.

I do feel good. And grumpy. You can feel both. I know you can. Because I do.

[T] Are you grumpy because I took you to the vet?

Yes.

[T] But now you feel good. I know you didn’t before.

Whatever.

[T] So today you are full of catattitude.

I do not understand. I am full of catattitude every day. I am cat. And I have mucho attitude.

[T] And apparently you are also bilingual.

Yes. I am. I am going to go sun myself by the window until I am nice and toasty and back to my usual sunny disposition. If I feel like telling you what to write later on, I will let you know.

[T] I shall be waiting.

Thank you.