Why am I under these bedclothes?

Well, you do it....

Why am I here?

I am looking for change.

Why am I hiding my head?

Cold nose. Watevs.

Why am I sitting under here?

I don't know either... it was there. Now, on your way...

Why am I looking like theeeeees?

I'm thinking of auditioning for Puss In Boots 2.

Why am I looking at you like this? Good question

I was dreaming about mice. You woke me.

Why am I with the Dyson?

It's my biggest fan. Well, actually, it's not, we have a bigger one. But I like the feel of the wind in my whiskers.