The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

My human Grace knit me a tutu... The damed thing itches, and I hate ruffles!!!
My brother Newton kept looking at me like I'm a bug. All I want to do is hide things inside my blanket and chew everything and run, run, run like the wind!!! and this wretched thing gets in the way.
I love my human very much, so don't tell her I hate it... I'll just get it soiled and then she'll have to wash it and it'll shrink... haha!