Almighty Hunter that roams the blue steppes,
save me from the ministrations of these feeble creatures,
that somehow managed to enslave me!
My immortal feline spirit is being crushed by an ocean of boredom.
Just put one of these fiends within my grasp,
to use as a mat and to sharpen my claws with.
How dare you, pseudo animals with your fake furs,
deprive me of my freedom?
My ancentors are raging in the skies over this humiliation!
Next they´ll dress me up and present me to the torrid gawkers,
in a nice pink bow.
The injustice of it all makes me want to puke!