I am a dancer

Hi...it's me.....Annie Grace....
I awoke this morning in my private bedroom and before I went to wake the sleeping Queen I realized ..... I am a ballerina. Seriously...read my bio. I am graceful and quiet. With this epiphany ringing soundly in my head I gracefully slithered into The Queen's room and effortlessly hopped up on the bed. No reaction. I then flew in the air to the other side of the bed. No reaction. I then flew from the bottom of the bed to the top, resting my paws on her head. No reaction. I continues practicing my ballerina moves of flying through the air and landing gracefully on the bed ....for about 32 times. Finally she gives me The Look and asks "Annie, WHAT are you doing?" Your royal highness.....I am waking you with art. I still proceed to leap high in the air on the bed....only stopping to put my face real close to hers. DID YOU SEE THAT? It was perfect! "Annie....Please stop." she says. Why? This could be my ticket out of here! The Nutcracker? I would be the very first Cat Ballerina! Realizing that this was not getting me anywhere...I just sat and played with the Mary Kay Lip Balm for a while knowing full well she was just waiting for me to swipe it off the nightstand. I held off and just moved it around until she becomes so annoyed she finally gets up. Figuring that my new career as a ballerina would be rewarded with extra Sheba-Tuna flavored, I sit just waiting for the BOWL of Sheba. As she puts down my 1 tablespoon on my platter......I give her a look. THAT"S IT????? I devour it knowing I have hours of dance practice ahead. I feel I am unappreciated with my talents so I sit in my chair at the kitchen table and just stare at her. Now I am focused on her mouth as she continues to talk to me....what the heck is that? Is that a wart on her mouth? Is she really a witch? I can not sit quietly anymore. This was truly my payback.
"Hey Mommy Dearest...you have a wart on your mouth."
"No...Annie....I do not"
"Oh yes you do....it's HUGE"
"I do not Annie...it's a cold sore"
"Are you sure? Because it's HUGE!"
"Yes, Annie...I am sure. And it's not that big."
"Mommy Dearest....it is monstrous and EVERYBODY must see it right away."
"Oh Annie, do you think others can see it?" (Now she is starting to panic....mission accomplished)
"I am sure they can see it from Mars"
"Oh Annie, now I can not go out tonight! Will you watch a movie with me?"
Yes....Only if you watch me dance all night and early tomorrow morning on the bed.