Think the humans love Mr Desh more than me. They came in today and put gold sparkles round Mr Desh's neck - and the sparkles make a tinkly noise! I WANT SOME TOO! Why don't they give me a collar? I won't scratch all the time, honest, not if you give me those tinkly sparkly bells as well!
And he gets all the paste. I only get the tiny end scraps. They call it 'medicine' but I thought medicine tasted bad. The paste is dark delicious and I WANT SOME TOO!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bells! Paste! Collar! Sparkles! I want them all and I want mother? Where's mother? You look like mother. Are you my mother?
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