Picky Picky is the name of the cat in all the Ramona books by Beverly Cleary. I wish I had that cat's life. He came and went as he pleased. This week my man-human and I have been at it everyday. It seems that no matter how much I express to him what it is I want, he does nothing but antagonize me instead. I had to attack his ankles. He's a giant.
I also ate many insects this week, although I am morally against the eating of beetles. I enjoy music that some make and especially lightning bugs because their butts light up. What's not to love. Also beetles have a terrible taste despite their crunchy outer shell. I still love eating spiders though, even if they make me yak sometimes.
