It takes its toll on a kitty

I've been living illegally the past few months, much like Anne Frank in the Secret Annex. Except in my case I'm not looking out for the Gestapo, but the bldg maintenance crew.

I'm told not to meow too loudly. Not to run out the door and down the hallway as I enjoy. Not to stand too close to the windows. Even to use my litter box with greater discretion.

Well I can tell you right now I haven't been complying with the last part. I still visit the box at least six times a day. They won't take that from me. Like that U2 song says. "They took your life, they could not take your pride!" That's me. With a few slight modifications.