My human is bad!
She keeps trying to pick mats out of my fur. I growl at her and bite her hand, but she still tries to do it. She says if I don't let her pick the mats out, then she will put me in the cat jail and take me to the groomer, where they will give me a haircut. Hah! Let her try. There's no way I'm getting in that cat jail. She has another think coming, she does.