Humans are sooo stupid! They make such a big deal out of things.
Canines too – everything is always so loud, noisy and decidedly mucky.
Let me give you plenty of examples… the human I’ve had for the last seven years moved into a new house.
Not only was it a new house, but it contained extra humans and two new revolting versions of those dog things.
The little one had sharp pointy fangs and bounced like a ball – this meant he could reach me in odd places.
The other mutt had the slobberiest chops I’d ever encountered and liked to wipe them on my lovely shiny black fur.
I think not.
Went looking for a new place to stay.
Conveniently, she’d moved us to a place where there was quite a choice.
Wandered around a bit until darkness descended and I got tired.
Found a table with some nice cushions and curled up on one of them.
Had a nap.
Woke up later. Hmmm…. a bit chilly. Spotted an open window and climbed through it. Prowled around the kitchen looking for something to snack on.
Nothing.
Not even a pellet left in the dog’s bowl.
Had a few drops of water to sustain me.
Slunk up the stairs.
Found a room with a bed.
Was faint with hunger so curled up and had another nap.
Woke up to the revolting wet snout of a dog snuffling around me.
Eeergh! Disgusting! Batted its nose with a claw paw and retired under the bed.
Hissed at it from a safe distance.
Was half pleased to see my human appear at some stage.
She took me home and served me food.
But those new house-mates of hers were just not working out for me.
Went looking for peace and quiet again.
Found the same table as before.
Could bore you with a lot of useless drivel but suffice to say – the humans at the other house were not too shabby and the dog was bearable.
Decided to grace them with my feline presence for a while.
They are a tad odd and need some training but it would seem they have potential.
After a few days I have the run of the house, get fed on time and can choose which lap or bed to sleep on.
Although there are plenty of bowls scattered around the house containing water – they don’t seem to mind if I use my bowl of preference – the toilet bowl!
