We all know the saying: cats are low-maintenance pets. They basically raise themselves, right?
If you believe that, you haven’t met Rabbitowitz. His day begins promptly at 5:00 a.m. with a gentle morning song—which, to the untrained ear, sounds suspiciously like a fire alarm. Breakfast is a finely shredded lamb affair, followed by a rigorous session on his private exercise wheel. (Which, thankfully, barely takes up any space in our apartment; it’s just a giant plastic hamster wheel. No big deal.)
His schedule is packed. Between establishing dominance over his siblings, preparing his signature “rage rolls” in the litter box, and maintaining that impeccable raccoon coat, he barely has time to nap. His dinner, served at 5:00 p.m. sharp, must be eaten away from his siblings—his Royal Highness does not tolerate dining with peasants.
By 10:00 p.m., after a full day of “low-maintenance” living, he hits peak energy, transforming into a mad horse. Naturally, his staff is required to provide at least 25 minutes of active evening entertainment before he settles down for a night of screaming and galloping.
It’s a tough job, but someone has to ensure his lifestyle continues uninterrupted.
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