Busted

I... have been a good cat.

Oh dang.

My other tin-opener hooked up with my tin opener. Hey! They live like... 5 houses apart! And I am exceedingly hungry!

Now... well? My other tin-opener got this Maine Coon. Not that I mind. There is enough food to share.

Oh well.

I have been found out. Two-timing. Well.

I am a cat.

Worship me.

You will, won't you?

^..^

Err...

Cat and mouse

Ready, set,

snack?


[Editor's notice: no mice were harmed in the production of this blog post]

Here I am

Evening.


Read my fur. I have demands.


But first things first...


a clean cat is a good cat. There. Done. Ready. A clean cat is...


a hungry cat?! Hello! Ready, set, fish!

Roughage

Dude.
I miss food, treats and I care about a healthy diet.

So see me eat your precious imported Japanese grass aka weed.

Euch! Well it is supposed to be healthy?


Now give me fish!

Tease

Don't. Do not tease cat. Not with treats. Do not. No. Ever.

It is I

You neglected me.

See me take my time...


wondering if and when...


I might be ready to...

have you tickle my belly and feed me treats again.

White noise

Business trip. Of course. And you made sure someone would feed me.

Listen. Just not good enough. Do you wonder why I only showed up once while you were gone?

I demand you to open my food.

Dogs have owners. Cats have staff.

Inside

So. Thanks for nothing, tin-opener. You stepped on my paw this morning. Do you not know that me keeping close to your feet when I am hungry is... meant to entertain you so I get more food? Dumb human.


Why then am I inside your place? Rubbing against your knee?


Food. Can you spell that? Better yet, can you get out of this confined space and


serve it to me now? Please make sure you add those vitamin flakes and give me my treats.


Copy? Or do I need to 'wash my paws' on your white carpet? Huh?

Breakfast

Good morning. Glad you realize what me caterwauling outside in the morning means. I want in. I want food.


Errm? Why is the door to my bowl closed?


Think again, human. Look at me. And consider your options carefully!

Treats

Let me in! I know you keep treats in there. And they are mine!


What?! No treats? You must be joking!


Ah, there. I almost knew you were joking.


Bad joke. Don't do this again. And now let me swallow.

Here we are now

entertain us.


Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello?!?!?!


That means food, slow-wit.

Front

Hello there.


I like hanging out at your front... Sorry. Did I say your? I meant my front-yard.


By the by? Next time you walk past? Bring some food will you? There's a good human.

Think again

Call it an extra sense. Call it what you may. I got wind. No, not what you think. There were plans of a house-guest cat. Staying at my tin-opener's. For four days. No way.


As soon as I heard of those laughable plans, I moved in.


Well, long enough to remind my tin-opener that he shall not have any other cat before me.


My, didn't my ear itch in there. Glad I got out again after I made my point. By the way. Time for food.

Truth

Just the way it is

Long time

no see. Not that I mind that as such.


But... when I am not there to make sure, you tend to



fill my bowl with dry food instead of meat. And treats. So.


See how cute I am. And how hungry. And act. Now.

Hop

Sleeping in the sun is good.


Seeing my tin-opener come back is better.


It spells food. Right?

Roll

roll roll in ze hay. Well lawn. Whatever. Gets me food.

Stalking

Approaching. With a purpose.


Love love. Did I say purpose?


Well that is cat for ulterior motive.


Off! Off my tin-opener! I need food, err meant love first!