I love it when the hoomans make real breakfasts. That means I get catsip milk and to sniff everything else that's made. The girl hooman put an annoying white thing on my neck off of some box. What is some decor from a box doing on my throat? I hate things on me! I can't wear a collar either because I bite it and get my mouth stuck on it.... so itchy. This smelly waf-el had me distracted long enuf for the picture freak hooman to snap a few hundred incriminating shots of me with this infernal 'bow' contraption stuck on me. They keep telling me I cant have the waf-el since it has chocolate on it. Sounds gross to me. I want more catsip!