Worried Cats

No matter how much She tells us not to worry, I can't help it. That's what I do. And I don't exactly believe Her when She says not to worry, because I can tell She is kind of worried, too. You see, it seems as if everyone knows He is sort of tense. When He gets tense, He tends to let it all out. I am not sure why He is tense but I know He has been having trouble with His computer. He doesn't shout at us, but He shouts at the guys on the phone. When She tries to tell him to be grateful He hasn't been in a storm, or lost His thumb, or stuff like that, He just gets more tense.  I would pay five kibbles to have Him be calm and nice, like before. Oh, well. Kasey seems to help Him get calm, but I don't know how to do it.
Tomorrow is the big day when they pick the guy to lead the whole country. I have to admit that She is a little tense about that. She says She is not worried, but I hear Her talking to Her friends. Don't worry, She is not going to move to another country if Her guy doesn't win. She has too many problems getting around. I bet She would trade one of Her thumbs to have four paws like me. I never fall down. We are going to remain calm tonight, and our best bet is to stay out of His way. I didn't know He could yell so loud. He sure knows a lot of naughty words, as well. Tsk tsk. She would not like to hear me talk like that. Her beloved Eddie uses bad words, but not in an angry way.
I am going to go have a quiet nap right now. Everybody stay calm so I don't have to worry. Chow.