I have been quite annoyed with both the Secretary and the Consultant as of late. They are spending FAR too much time not petting me. Neither one's other commitments should interfere with petting me. Petting me should be the highest priority item on their list every day.
Usually in the mornings, my Secretary and the Consultant will have this drink they call "cappuccino". It seems a fine enough concoction - but seems to be mostly air. And who wants to eat air? Ridiculous
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First of all, I have sent my Secretary a memo regarding the latest in cold-meat technologies: Meat Ice Cream. There is no reason why Le ChatEau should be lacking this innovation! I await it's delivery, STAT
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My plans for world dominion proceed apace. My extreme cuteness levels continue to rise despite my advancing age. Obviously my serum has worked. Now, on to selling it to Hollywood
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A woman came onto the Grounds outside of Le Chat-Eau today and had the NERVE to insinuate that my work was somehow inferior! Apparently she felt that my line of room fresheners -- Solidé and P'eu -- were inferior and suggested that my secretary use incense to cover them up
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