Questionably Fabulous

I’m sorry I didn’t have a post yesterday.  I’ve been a little werided out by something that occured and needed some time to digest what went on. 

I was in my cage all day, like usual, and I heard the cats prowling around the kitchen, opening cabinets, playing with their toys etc.  Initially I was furious with jealousy.  How come they get full run of the hosue when I’m caged.

But then another feeling crept over me.  It occurred to me that anyone or anything could be in the house when I’m caged and I couldn’t do anything to help.  My job is protect the house and everything in it.  And then it occurred to me that the cats are included in what I’m supposed to protect.  

And that is really confusing, cause I hate them.