Hi everybuddy. I’ve got something to show you today. See these? Do you know what they are?
If you said whiskers, you’d be right. More specifically, my whiskers…ones that I’ve shed normally over time.
So why am I showing you all these whiskers? Well, lemme tell you. The lady with the yellow hair saves my whiskers every time she finds one. Just look…she’s got a whole pile of them now. Some curly, some long, some short. She also saves Ernie’s and the orange stripey cat’s whiskers, too, if she finds them…but she has way more ones of mine than theirs.
I don’t know about you, but I think the lady with the yellow hair has finally gone off the deep end. I mean, seriously…what’s with the whisker fetish? What’s she gonna do with all of them? She says having them is kinda cool. I just think it’s weird. She needs to find another hobby.
How ’bout your humans? Do any of them save your whiskers?