I’m lying low, trying not to be seen. Why? I saw the green can,.
That can is meant for me. I’ve been licking my foot. When They see that, the green can appears. It’s made for cow udders but They put it on my paw pad before They put the bootie on. I’m hoping that They’re just trying to scare me with the green can as a threat. Nevertheless, I’m making myself scarce. I don’t want that stuff-it was made in the nineteenth century and I’m a twenty-first century girl who hates booties.