On the bed with Oscar
Eric has lived next door with Nemesh and Sean for ages and now they want to adopt him permanently – ie make an honest cat out of him. Humaan Mum and Humaan Dad said Eric had made his own choice and was happier living with Nemesh and Sean. Something about us not getting on.
Don’t understand that at all - I’m really lovable and get on with everyone. Anyway, Nemesh and Sean are moving so Eric is going with them. Not very far away so Mum and Dad can visit if they want. Apparently Eric has persuaded Nemesh-and-Sean that he only eats kitten food. No wonder he wants to live with them – the big baby. Oh well, I still have Oscar to harrass play with.
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…will travel.
See – I fit in this corner just nicely.
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Are you crazy? – It’s raining sez Oscar.
I agree. Damp fur smells and sticks to my tongue.
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Even though my humaans say I act like one. Just because I always want to be where they are. Just because I whine when I can’t (actually I scratch at any door between me and them). Just because I lay with my feet out in front of me. Just because I demand to be patted all the time.
I just expect a lot from my staff.
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As free as the grass growwwwwsssss…
As free as the wind blowwwsssss…
Born free to follow my hearttttt.!!!
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I fought hard, but it’s not fair when those humaans use their superior size and strength to over power me and stuff some yucky pill down my throat.
I shouldn’t have to work under these conditions.
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Today the humaans took me (and Eric and Oscar) to the Vee Eee Tee. They make all sorts of cooing sounds along the way, but we’re not dumb – we know it means being tortured – having things stuck in us, up us and down us…and what do you mean I’M FAT.!!! Rubbish – I’m just big boned.
Anyway, I got my own back when Richard the Vee Eee Tee human tried to stick something down my throat.
Claws vs Skin – Claws win every time. Even when there was two humaans holding me down, and Richard tried to stick it down again – I became “..a whirling dervish…”…...ha ha haaa – that’ll learn ya.
DON’T MESS WITH THE GINGER NINJA
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