It's mine

So tonight the humans decided that they wanted the doona back (or duvet as mummy quaintly calls it...what the??)

I told them in no uncertain terms (mainly with my menacing face and outstretched paw) that recovery would mean instant dismissal.

They seem to have relented as I still have the doona in my possession...but for how long? What must I endure next? Why am I subjected to this?

And why are those humans still up...again!...?