Yo, it's me. Little Neal, in case you've never read my blog before. Weird things are going on around here. There are a bunch of strange men outside every morning, trying to tear the house apart. They are tearing the outside cover off the house and God only knows what they are going to do afterward. They've made a total mess of my yard. They interfere with my morning nap especially, pounding on the walls. Then, they ring the doorbell (which I loathe) for unknown reasons, making me feel like they are going to invade the inside of the house as well.
As long as I stay inside this nook on my cat climber, I feel somewhat safe, but you never know. I can't think what Mom and Dad are doing upsetting the routine like this.
Every afternoon, when they leave, I have to go outside and inspect the damage. It makes me very restless and uneasy. I want them to stop. If anyone wants to give me suggestions about getting rid of them, please email at email@example.com I always read the email before Mom does anyway.
I'll never catch another lizard or skink with them pounding away out there every day. Why can't humans leave well enough alone?
Yours, in agitation...