get away from that cat. you cannot read and you probably wouldn’t be able to appreciate the intricate world that George R.R. Martin creates anyway.
get out of there cat. you are not farm fresh produce. you are neither delicious, nor nutritious.
look who showed up on george takei’s blog! (it’s Harvley) (see what i did there? i combined Harvey and Harley. because it resembles two batman villains and we don’t want to confine the cat to typical gender stereotypes. what a progressive blog we are).
get off of there cat. i am trying to cut fabric for a costume and just because it is not a cat costume doesn’t mean that you can prevent me from making it.
get off of there cat. you do not use a tread mill. i am not a lazy pet owner who forces her animals to use the treadmill for exercise. i am just a lazy person overall and just because that treadmill has been gathering dust does not mean it is your sitting place.
stop that cat. you are not a shoe. how do i know? here we will do the shoe check. do you have laces? no but you do like to chew on them. do i wear you on my feet? no but you do like to chew on them. that is two checks against you cat and two more for chewing on things you shouldn’t. this isn’t looking good for you cat.