Saturday, 30 July 2016

Sleeping sheets

I wandered into my home earlier.

I was tired. Time for a nap.

I saw that, on a chair, my human was kind enough to leave out some nice, clean, white sheets.
I sniffed them. They smelt good.

I jumped onto the chair, rolled around on the sheets, then found a comfy napping position.

I was woken up a little later by my human shouting: 'Clive! Those were clean sheets! They were drying!'

I blinked at him and fell asleep again.

Thursday, 28 July 2016

Flap flap splat

I saw another flap flap today.

I like flap flaps.

I tilted my head to look at it.

I wanted to make friends.

I put my paw out to play with the flap flap.

No more flap flap.

I has a sad.

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Lovely spoon

I have a favourite spoon.

I love this spoon.

It is a spoon of joy.

When it appears, I know it means I'm about to be fed.

Its presence signals that my bowl will be filled with chicken, beef, salmon, or tuna - all mashed into catty bitesize pieces.

Lovely spoon.

Sunday, 24 July 2016

Thing on stick

What is this strange thing on a stick that humans eat when it's hot.

I saw that my human had one today.

I wasn't entirely sure what it was, but as my human was holding it and putting it near his mouth, I wanted it.

I sat by my human's feets and stared at him.

I kept staring at him.

I meowed a few times - small, cute meows.

Eventually he said; 'Oh alright then'.

There was a small bit of white stuff on the stick. I sniffed it, then licked it until it was all gone.
It was sweet and creamy - almost like milk, but sweeter.

I liked it.

I still don't know what it is though... or why humans eat it on sticks. Strange species.

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Attempted sleeps

Flower bed.

Plant pot.

Cold floor tiles.

Shiny chair.

Wooden floor.


Under tree.

Plant pot.

Cold floor tiles.

Can't nap.
Too hot.

Monday, 18 July 2016


It was a strange day today.

I was outside. It was warm.

I saw some ants. These were bigger than normal ants.
I've seen this before. I think it's Big Ant Day.

Normally I just watch ants, or paw some of them.
The big ones are more interesting though. And tasty.

I pawed some and they got stuck to my feets.
I ate some. They were nice.

I liked them, so I ate some more.
The only problem ith that they thometimesth get sthtuck to my tongue.

I hope there are more big ants tomorrow.

Friday, 15 July 2016


I jumped onto the back of the big comfy chair, earlier.

I went to settle down for a nap, but when I looked down I spotted the floor. It looked much more interesting than it usually does. I could see new lines in it, darker bits of wood, some cracks, and tiny bits of dust.

I stared at it for hours.

I dribbled on it.

Then I had a nap.

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

It won't stop

It's raining.

I meowed loudly to my human, but he hasn't been able to stop it.
I followed him round the house, meowing, but it made no difference.

I stared out of the window for a bit, but the rain didn't stop.

I chewed a green plant for a while - it continued to rain.

I attacked some dust. Nope - still rainy.

I licked my feets.... still rainy.

I'm going to have a nap.

Monday, 11 July 2016

Human? Here?

I'm so confused.

My human has been gone for what feels like catty-weeks, so I have been staying with my other humans.

I like my other humans. I get lots of fuss and they give me different food. I also have three different beds I can sleep on at night.

I was having a nap on one of their beds yesterday, when I heard a familiar voice: was that my human?

I stretched and trotted down the stairs and, in the food room, talking to my other humans, was my usual human.
What was he doing here? How does he know I come here? Why wasn't he in our usual home?

I was so confused, but I didn't show it.
My human said 'Clive!', but I blinked and walked past him, out into the garden.

All of the humans then stood at the door to the garden and made funny noises. It was strange. I stretched, then blinked at my usual human.

The humans carried on talking, so I decided to come back inside. I let my human scratch my ears for a bit, and tickle my chin, then I walked off.

All very confusing. I may go and see my usual human again in a little while.

Saturday, 2 July 2016

Happy wind

I was sleeping on my little bed. I was so comfy. I was purring lots because of my happiness.

My human saw me, came over, and said: 'Cliiiiiiiiiiiive!'

He stroked my head, scratched my ears, tickled my chin, and rubbed my belly.

This made me even more happy. I blinked at him.

He stroked my side and rubbed my belly again, and I was so happy and relaxed that I released a little bit of catty wind.

My human kept stroking me, then suddenly stopped and said: 'Ugh! Clive! You dirty bastard!'
I'm not sure what this means.

He also said something about; 'It smells meaty'.

I blinked at him.