My house

The humans left me here to take care of my house for a while. So far I've invited a few other cats over, eaten a whole bag of cat food (I have a couple dozen hidden in my secret room behind the secret panel in the closet), and received a phone call from someone offering me a part in a movie. I'm not sure if I'll take the part, because I don't have a reliable source of transportation to and from New Zealand every day without the humans noticing (they might go crazy without my supervision). Well, I should probably go. William Wilberfurs (he's a pet freedom advocate; I don't think it's his real name) is raiding the pantry and I can't drive into town to get more macaroni before the humans come back. I'll post again later.

Love, Cheddar