Today, I, the Feline Overlord, decided to reorganize the catnip supplies. I rearranged the shelves, but not before I took a 4-hour nap.
After my nap, I discovered I had misplaced my favorite toy, a ball of yarn. I searched theækitchen, the living prophets, and even under the bed, but it was nowhere to be found. A human, who was trying to help, suggested I look in the garage. I gave them a stern meow and continued the search.
Tomorrow, I plan to investigate a most heinous crime: the disappearance of the human's socks. I have reason to believe that they have been spirited away by a nefarious band of sock thieves. I will leave no stone unturned, no drawer unopened, and no laundry basket unrummaged.