Then at breakfast I was about to catch on fire in the toaster, so Mommy pushed me off the counter before I went up in flames and I knocked my food dish onto the floor upside down. Now this is the wet kind of cat food, the kind I really like by the way, and the food went all over the kitchen. The dish made a wonderfully loud noise when it hit the floor. Mommy said it could wake the dead. I think she must have been kidding because I know what dead means and the dead don't ever wake again. I hope not anyway. I really don't want dead people walking around in my house. That would be kind of creepy. So, anyway, then Mommy had to clean up the kitchen floor of all that cat food. What a waste of perfectly good food!
Now here is a picture of my hairball. Enjoy! (Am I being bad?)