I’m having a perfect moment. I just finished having a snack. I made My way to the couch and, since jumping up there is very difficult for Me these days, I signaled to the Guardian who was sitting there to give Me a lift. As he plopped Me down on the cushion next to him, I guess I was feeling the fall chill in the air because I shivered a little. The Guardian, said, “Are you cold Oat?” and then proceeded to do the best thing in the history of everything ever. He wrapped Me in a warm scarf and placed Me on the Mystical Mat of Toastiness!
So here I am, having a perfect moment. A perfect, toasty, moment. It’s sooooo nice. I… I…ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….
So Sayeth Otis