Just 'cause I'm sittin' on my hooman's tax receipts, you might think that I'm bothering or 'taxing' her. But I'm not. I'm tryin' to help her stay calm, cool & collected. She just said: "OK, Spirit. No catio this year -- the possibility of getting the usual/any tax return is diminishing. Sorry, little guy." That's depressing. She knows how I love to go outdoors. The only way I can go out now is in my very, too-secure stroller or on my harness/leash. The other cats don't want to put their paws outside. BUT I DO! I deserve a catio! Don't you agree?