It's a Hard-Knock Life

Homer here. I have a tough life. I really do.

Every time I settle down for a nice catnap in a sunny spot, someone comes along with that flashy thingy and disturbs my rest.



And even worse, they try to pick me up and take me outside. I know outside. I've been outside before and I do not like it. You don't know where your food is coming from. I prefer to stay near the dish.



I'm due for another nap before someone grabs me again.