Today was the annual Harbor of Hope picnic. I played frisbee for about 4 hours straight and it was about 90 degrees. Now I smell luxurious and clean, but Jill seems to think I need a shower. I think they need to make a cologne like I smell right now.
I’ll have to agree with the male this time. Foolish humanoid bipeds are constantly attempting to mask their natural odors with a plethora of chemicals. Disgusting. We cats recoil when we get a whiff. Whomever said “Cleanliness is next to godliness” was clearly a sub-intelligent human. The correct quote is, “Felines are above the gods.”
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