Friday, 24 July 2015

Sky water :(

I'm not happy.

Water is falling from the sky.

I thought this didn't happen now.

How am I supposed to lie on my favourite patch of earth without getting muddy, or stretch out in the sun, or chase bees?

I'll have to nap indoors now... on a chair.

Not good.

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Catty Prayer

I've had a few days of quiet catty reflection.

In that time, I have sat under many trees, stared at many butterflies, and licked my paws a number of times.

I have also referred to the Catty Prayer, many times;

Our Siamese who art up trees,
Hallowed be thy whiskers,
Thy territory come,
Thy meows be done,
Up Oaks as it is on ground.
Give us, this day, our daily tuna,
And forgive us scratches,
As we forgive those who rub our bellies in the wrong way.
And lead us not towards fresh chicken,
But deliver us from weird vets.

And now, a nap.

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Dangling thing

I was outside, and my human had put some things on a big string across my territory.

Some of these things dangled down.

I decided to attack one of these things - it's good hunting practice.

I was doing really well until my human ran outside and shouted 'Clive!!'

I meowed and ran off into a bush.

I shall try to pounce on the dangling things later.

Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Strange thought

I saw a squirrel before, and I chased it.

It ran up a tree. I'm too fat to get up trees, so I had to stop chasing it.

Then I had a thought...

Squirrels have little round noses, and whiskers. They have small, triangle ears. They have tails.

Are squirrels just small cats?

Can I ever chase one again?

I'm confused now. What do I do?


Monday, 13 July 2015

A hard day

Today, I have napped at the end of the bed, in the middle of the bed, on the pillow.

Then I napped on a rug, on the floor.

I napped on an armchair for a bit, in the middle of it... then I napped at the top of it.

After a while, I had to move and nap on a window sill.

I got bored of that, so I napped on a mat by the door.

I'm now going to nap on a chair.

It's been a tough day.

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

Happy drink

My human dropped something.

It was liquid.

It was brown liquid and it was quite warm.

I sniffed it, then licked it.

It tasted quite bitter, so I stopped ... but I suddenly felt very energetic.      I had oodles of catty energy.

I ran after a mouse that wasn't there.

I climbed fences.

I rolled in mud.

I don't know what the liquid was, but it made me feel funny.

I don't think I'll drink it again.

Monday, 6 July 2015


I think I might know why humans don't lick themselves clean.

If you don't lick yourself clean, then....

...hang on a second....

...then you don't...

....hang on ....

... then you don't get....

hang on a catty minute...

...get furballs.

This is annoying.

I hope it comes up soon.

Friday, 3 July 2015

Wet, clear stuff

I hate the wet, clear stuff that my human puts out next to my food.

It doesn't smell of anything, it doesn't taste of anything, and it was cold when I dipped my nose in it.

Now that it's quite warm, and I get tired chasing bees, I suddenly really want the wet, clear stuff.

I have meowed at my human about this, but he doesn't seem to understand.

He just put out more catty biscuits.

I shall keep meowing at him.

There is wet, clear stuff in the usual bowl, but there is a small hair in it.

I shall not approach the bowl until this hair is removed, and new, wet, clear stuff is given to me ... but I really want the wet, clear stuff now.

I shall nap next to the bowl.