You piss me off, you pay

Like this photo of me? Its my pissed-off look. Susan left me home alone for an absurd amount of time the other day so I decided to gnaw away at (read: destroy) her nice bamboo knitting needles and unravel her yarn, then drag the string all around the house. I think she learned her lesson. She's off to Las Vegas this weekend so it will be me and the redhead. He's more fun than she is anyway. He plays rough and chases me and throws the ball. Susan's the person I go to for cuddles and bellyrubs. I can forgo that for a while, and would rather have playtime!