Although I like sitting on the chair Mr Servant uses in the office, I don't look at his computer much. However, I DO enjoy watching this little film whenever he goes onto YouTube:
Tuesday 11 August 2009
Thursday 6 August 2009
The hand biter
I bit a little girl's hand yesterday. I know I shouldn't have done it. I got cornered and felt trapped, so I only did it in self defence.
She was visiting a neighbour and came up to stroke me, but there are three things that are guaranteed to freak me out: 1. the rustling noise that plastic bags make; 2. dogs; and 3. small children.
I shall have to make myself scarce when small children wander onto my territory in future. It's not in my nature to bite and I don't like getting told off afterwards. And, besides, small children don't taste all that nice.
She was visiting a neighbour and came up to stroke me, but there are three things that are guaranteed to freak me out: 1. the rustling noise that plastic bags make; 2. dogs; and 3. small children.
I shall have to make myself scarce when small children wander onto my territory in future. It's not in my nature to bite and I don't like getting told off afterwards. And, besides, small children don't taste all that nice.
Saturday 1 August 2009
I don't like suitcases
Mrs Servant is cross with me. It's all the suitcase's fault.
You see, whenever the Servants go away, they take the suitcase with them. Where does the suitcase need to go - and why does it have to go there quite so often? And why do they never take me?
I don't like that suitcase. So when I saw it in their bedroom yesterday, I decided to take my revenge and wee on it. Unfortunately, most if it went on their red carpet but certainly some ended up on the nasty case. Serves it right.
But Mrs Servant gave me a real telling off for my act of revenge. (Why do they like that suitcase so much?) So, now I'm in the doghouse. Which is a place that, as a cat, I do not like to be.
You see, whenever the Servants go away, they take the suitcase with them. Where does the suitcase need to go - and why does it have to go there quite so often? And why do they never take me?
I don't like that suitcase. So when I saw it in their bedroom yesterday, I decided to take my revenge and wee on it. Unfortunately, most if it went on their red carpet but certainly some ended up on the nasty case. Serves it right.
But Mrs Servant gave me a real telling off for my act of revenge. (Why do they like that suitcase so much?) So, now I'm in the doghouse. Which is a place that, as a cat, I do not like to be.
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