Slowly

but exceedingly hungry


I come towards thee and expect

food. You hear me?

Fishing

Still no food.


I have to fend for myself.


Treats down there? Perhaps?


What? Don't blame me for trying. Feed me if you are really concerned...

Look

This looks... promising?


Arrr! Shiver me timbers! My ears did itch!

Wet

Right. Great. Food and all. So what is up with that... lawn sprinkler?


I am trying to hide. Where it is dry.


But I have you know. I am not happy. Being wet.

Chilling

Anticipation... given you do know there will be food...


is a pleasure.


Mrrrrow. I know there is food.

Rest

Food had. Tired. Full. Tickle my ears. Whatever.


See me.


Not care. Much.

Windy and hungry

Still no food.


You have to be joking.


Desparation!


Really now.

Barrier

I know there is food waiting for me. There always is.


Do not even joke about no food down there!


You scare me, at times... Bad human!

Color me

Beautiful? I don't know.


I waited. For food. For a long time.


So excuse me, while I wash my paws and powder my nose. In your flowerbed. Sucker.

Enough

is not enough. Not for me. I manage to ambush my tin-opener regularly in the morning. Gets me a decent breakfast. Not that dry food rubbish. Good. Now I follow him inside when he seems reluctant on feeding me at night.


Here I am. Looking at you. Pulling threads out of your carpet. Catch my drift? Food!


Don't just stand there...


do something about food!

Pick me up

My intense vocal qualities indicated clearly... I need a pick me up. I need to educate him more. I meant that more... food related? Oh well..

Seconds

After successfully ambushing my tin-opener on his way to work early today...

I pretend I am not interested too much in food tonight... For the now.

Yoga

As a cat, I of course am into being balanced. Whole. So after a good meal, yoga helps me. To get hungry again. Learn from a master.

'Mooning Duck'


'Prancing Rabbit'


'Prehensile Swan'


'Dumb cat'


'Silverfish'


Oh. That is not yoga. That is kung fu. 'Claw of fur'. Eat this, Bruce.

Fed

Better. But you were slow on feeding.

Louder

He must be deaf. I shout for food and nothing happens. Let me try this one more time. Only.

Food!

Did you hear me?

Listen

carefully, for I shall repeat this until there is food: Mrrrrrrow!

Very loudly. And repeatedly. Oh, I said that already. Mrrrrrow!

We are you

Really now. Why did my tin-opener write "We are you" on his door? Beats me. I am me. And that is that. Humans. Tsk.

Full

My. I pestered him so... I got two helpings. And treats. Over and out.

Alert

So I was about to move in. For the love of food. But...


what was that noise out there?


Well don't look at me for answers. I only come here to eat.