A Depressed Cat

A Depressed Cat owned a radiator that they sometimes put on his head. It is an extraordinary suggestion, to many, but not to the Cat, who had decided that this idea is exciting. A radiator would be the item chosen.

A Depressed Cat always kept a bag of flour that they would eat. One might consider this to be a different approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Cat, who expected it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour was the chosen thing.

A Depressed Cat always had with them a helmet to put on his head. This seems a weird and wonderful operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cat, who thought that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a helmet is the item to opt for.

A Depressed Cat desired a bag of poop that they would sometimes sleep with. It is an unusual action, to me and my husband, but not to the Cat, who assumed it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bag of poop is the item that was chosen.

A Depressed Cat owned a piece of paper that they would often sleep with. It should be a fairly exciting idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who feels that the idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper is the thing to select.

A Depressed Cat had a rubber chicken that they would smash. This could be considered a fairly new idea, to my grandma, but not to the Cat, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. Honestly, a rubber chicken having that done to it