Lack of meeces

I went outside today. It was windy.

I stayed behind a plant pot for a bit, hoping to run out and pounce on something.

There's nothing to pounce on. All the meeces have gone to sleep for a bit.

I came inside.

I pounced on my human's foot.

I pounced on a pen.

I pounced on some dust.

I pounced on a cushion.

I pounced on a catty biscuit.

I pounced on a pile of paper.

My human shouted 'Clive!!'... so I stopped pouncing.

I miss meeces.