My dear friends,
I’m outraged.
Do you remember the wonderful news that I would no longer be needing my behavior helper medicine? That yours truly had earned the (and I quote) “Most Improved Behavior Award” at Tabby’s Place? Well, apparently The Man was just toying with me. One little altercation with Morgan, and the Prozac is back on. How could they (and I’m looking at you, pill-wielders!) know what’s in my heart? How could they know I wasn’t just saying a highly aggressive “welcome back” after Morgan returned from an extended stay in the community room? It’s enough to make me want to pull out the big hair and overdrawn makeup and join my buds from the classic hair band, Twisted Whisker!
“I’m Not Gonna Take It”
Oh I’m not gonna take it
No, I ain’t gonna take it
Oh I’m not gonna take it anymore
I’ve got the right to choose and
There ain’t no way I’ll lose it
This is my life, this is my song
I’ll fight the powers that proffer
Prozac tucked in pill poppers
You said I’d stop, you can’t be wrong
Oh I’m not gonna take it
No, I ain’t gonna take it
Oh I’m not gonna take it anymore
Oh you’re so tall and privileged
When scruffed, I have no leverage
I don’t want pilling, no pills from you
You’re generous and caring
Love cats, and food you’re sharing
If that’s your best…JUST BRING ME FOOD!
Oh…
Oh…
I’m cute/yeah
I’m twee/yeah
I won’t fight/yeah
You’ll see/yeah
Oh I’m not gonna take it
No, I ain’t gonna take it
Oh I’m not gonna take it anymore
Oh I’m not gonna take it
No, I ain’t gonna take it
Oh I’m not gonna take it anymore
No way!
Just you try and make me
I’m not gonna take it
Come on
No I ain’t gonna take it
You’re all “we only want what’s best for you”
I’m not gonna take it anymore
Now bring me fish paté and smile when you do!
I’m not gonna take it
A Boots pic?
No, I ain’t…gonna…
On your coffee mug?
I’m…
A celebrity? With my own clothing line? Hmm. Fine, I’ll take the Prozac, but my demand for fish paté still stands.
My dear sponsors, I know you like me feisty, Prozac be darned. And I hope you know I love you, too! They really do a great job of serving taking care of me here at Tabby’s Place, so I suppose I could trust their judgement when it comes to my medications, couldn’t I?
You win this round, oh people-that-love-me. And since you love me, I suppose that means I win, too. I’ll put my Twisted Whisker kit away now.
Much love,
Boots