Catty-wretch! ...I was just minding my own business, rubbing my head on all chairs, walls, and doors, as I'd just come inside, when I realised I'd missed a spot near the back door.
After I'd suitably scented the walls near the back door, I saw a pair of daddy's paw-covers nearby and decided to sniff them....catty-eugh! What does daddy put on his lower-paws to make his paw-covers smell so bad?? They made all my fur go on end and I had to do catty head-shakes to get the smell out of my sensitive catty-nose.
My paws don't smell; I clean and gnaw them all the time. Daddy really needs to wash more.
Here is the nasty pair of paw covers:
I have a question too: why do humans put paw-covers on their lower paws? I know they don't have fur all over their feet, but I don't have any on my paw-pads and they don't get cold. Why can't humans step outside on their own paw-pads, without covers?
Anyway, I've had to go for a lie down to recover from the shock of smelling daddy's paw-covers.....
It's so cold outside. I've decided to come in and snuggle up on the bed.
My little catty-nose is freezing though, does anyone have any tips for warming it up?
As a cat, it's absolutely vital to to sleep for at least three quarters of each day; how else are we supposed to look cute, save up energy for hunting / pouncing on pens, or get ready for some midnight prowling?
When we wake up though, we have to make sure that we are fully stretched out. This ensures our little catty-muscles are warmed up and that humans think we're even cuter, when they watch us :)
First, please let me say that there is absolutely no point in half-stretches or stretches that aren't exagerrated enough. These kinds of stretches are a waste.
I stretch my body parts in order, as do most cats, and here is my routine for perfect stretches;
-Start by standing up fully, and arching your back so that your fur stands on end.
-When your back is fully arched, start to lean forwards on your front paws.
-Lean completely forwards on your front paws, so it looks like you are bowing down.Stretch out the paws themselves, to reveal your claws (this way all of your little catty-toes get stretched too). Half-close your eyes for maximum cuteness.
-Stand up fully again and, leaning slightly forwards - nose over toes - start to extend your favoured back leg (I always start with my right one).
-Stretch your right leg as far back as it will go, sticking it out almost horizontally, off the floor.
-Do the same with your left leg.
-Finally, stroll off with catty-grace and elegance.
and those are my catty-stretch instructions :)
Bruce
I have spent 20 catty-hours today watching, swishing my tail, twitching my whiskers... just for this one leaf to fall and be pounced on....
I hope it's still there tomorrow....
As I said yesterday, I had to get out for a bit. I did that this morning. First I had a little catty-boxing match with Lulu, then I got bored and went to wind up the stupid little dog of our new neighbours.
It's a yappy little thing, with a big fluffy fringe over it's eyes. I think it's a boy-dog, but it looks like a girl.
I did to it what the Magpies do to me; got close, by creeping up slowly, then ran away when it saw me. It's too slow and stupid to catch me, and even ran into the fence when I jumped over it. Silly dog.
Anyway, that wasn't my treat. I'd been inside for a few catty-hours when I saw something I haven't in weeks; an indoor spider.
I had to chase it for a bit, which included squeezing behind the sofa, but I got it in the end. Now my tail is swishing and I am happy. It was very crunchy and juicy. Yum!
Catty-boredom got to me again unfortunately.
I've been indoors for 3 days now, as it's too wet and grey outside for me to want to move from my nice, warm, snugness.
The problem is, when I'm indoors for a bit I get an excess of catty-energy, and I have to get rid of it.
I spent lots of time, this morning, charging around the house chasing dust and shadows, and skidding on the floor. I think this confused daddy.
I carried on doing this - and even caught an imaginary mouse on the sofa - until I jumped onto a shelf and knocked something off, which smashed.
This scared me so much that I ran up a door, and stood at the top of it... then couldn't get down again. Daddy shouted 'Bruce!' as well :(
I managed to get down from the door and I think daddy forgave me, after I'd let him rub my tummy for a bit. I'm thinking I should go out tomorrow though...
....catty head-shakes all round. I'm like a drowned cat.
I was miaowing at the door for catty-hours for daddy to let me in. Then he started trying to wipe my paws. I don't like this, so I wriggled.
I was starving and ate a whole bowl of biscuits in one go!
I noticed that the hot things, that hang on the walls, weren't hot. I miaowed at daddy to make them hot, but he doesn't seem to understand this miaow yet: he only understands food miaow, attention miaow, let me outside miaow.
I will have to train him properly. In the meantime I just curled up on his lap and stopped him working for a bit :)
