Lazy Cat

Why do they call me lazzzzy
So, I sleep in my basket in front of the fire all-day
Well I do get up and stroool over to my feeding bowl
I then tell my humans to open the door with a meow
They obey my every command
I meander to my tray I do not want to go out it is toooo cold
I kick the litter, so the humans hear they come and clear the mess I made
I thank them keeping them content by snuggling up on their laps purring
Then I jump down saunter to my bed currlll up and sleep my work is done for another day
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