Furriends, it's been literally ages since we were last allowed outside. Mom has gone into full worry wart mode and we had to suffer.
The other day she succumbed to my charms and I was set free at last. That's right, only me - little Chillimus had to stay inside because she doesn't come when called and mom, let's say it together, worries too much.
Except that the janitor always misses some grass in certain spot and I have to help and chomp it down for the humans.
But it's a rewarding work and I can relax even better afterwards!
Life as a gardening cat is pretty pawsome. You hear me, mom?