SINATRA SPEAKS!
Hold me down and pour water on my face? Hell yeah that’s torture! Only a stupid human could think otherwise. If you try that on me, you’d best get ready for a good clawing and some poo in your shoes. Just sayin’.
It’s been a pretty good spring for me so far. He’s opened all the windows and doors a few days and I can run in and out to get a bite to eat or to show him the latest prize I’ve caught and that seems just grand to me. It’s the way things ought to be all the time as far as I’m concerned. I do find it a bit confusing that I can sometimes smell things too far away to chase.
I usually like to sleep on his left hip at night, but he’s been turning on a wind machine at night that I don’t particularly like, so I’m sleeping right in his face on the other side. Except for the night he left his dark blue suit on the chair and I guarded it like the dickens all night long and when he woke up and saw all the hair left on the suit in my struggles, he blamed ME?!? Not my fault the suit isn’t the same color as my shedding.
Stupid human. No wonder cats rule the world.