The art of appreciating the mundane

Humans are so wasteful. Or, to be more specific, the humans I’m forced to share an apartment with are so wasteful. Nearly every day, I see them throw away empty cardboard boxes, or empty paper bags. Perfectly good empty paper bags. Perfectly good, usable, empty paper bags. The other day, I decided enough was enough. If they were going to throw away this paper bag, they were going to have to throw me away with it. Needless to say, they didn’t.

Mine. All mine.

They just waited until I got hungry and walked over to my food bowl, and then threw away the bag.

What are you looking at?

The bastards. They know me too well.