Grocery Store

I don't know why the grocery store hates me. I've never crept in and amused myself raiding their fish and milk supplies. I have done nothing to offend them. They must have something against me, though, because they just announced a contest for my kind, with a summer theme. The prize is a hundred dollar gift card for their establishment. The rabbits saw this, and immediately thought of all of the seed that would purchase. They are now hopping about, gathering various props and discussing how best to pose me so they will win. Is there a law against dressing cats in Hawaiian shirts and sunglasses? The grocery store should be ashamed!