Be Nasty Day

Chief of Staff snickered over her cereal and juice this morning when she was working on her computer then looked directly at me (she's very cat-like at times) to say "This is Be Nasty Day...right up your alley, huh?"

My tail went straight up as sign of my indignation. I gave her a scolding chirrup then went to lay in my bed.

I will be nasty if I want. Perhaps I will be nasty when she returns home this evening. I will think on this to devise the best plan.