I am beside myself! Did anyone read that??? That my tail is scrawny? That I am not as skilled as her in “the finer things”? That I gloat? That I look OK for what I am? And just what exactly is that supposed to mean? Not to forget that nasty little parting shot of how, hopefully, in time I will grow not to feel too threatened by her (clearly) superior beauty!?!!!!!!!?

That… that… that … Oh, I am just lost for insults here! Speechless is what I amwhich really isn’t something that happens to me all too often, I might add!

This is war!!!


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