I was licking my bum and my tail, when I realised something.
When I greet my human, I meow, rub my body on his legs, rub my face on doors, and stand on his feet. If he's lying down, or closer to the ground, I'll nose-nudge his face. This is normal.
When my human greets me, he doesn't rub against me or anything else - he just says 'hellooooo' in a really strange voice, or makes noises like 'oooji boooji'. I don't think this is normal.
I have decided to stay in and survey my territory from the comfort of the back of the large chair.
The window is very interesting. There's a drip of water running down the middle of it, and one to the left. The one on the left was going faster, then stopped. The one in the middle went past it. The one in the middle is now slowing again. I don't know which one to watch. It's been a tough day.
I know that we're in the cold months. Most of my favourite prey disappear at this time; meeces, birds, rabbits, flies, butterflies, spiders... anything that moves.
It's hard for me. I get lonely, lack things to chase, cannot bring presents home, and have to pounce on other things, like dust, light, paper, and human hands.
But... today was an interesting day. I went to go to my food bowl and saw something on the wall... a spider. I haven't seen one in catty months.
It was really small, and was dangling from a thread that was up its bum. It was too high up on the wall though.
I stared at it.
I stared at it some more.
I meowed at it.
I meowed to my human to come and see it.
I stared at it again.
I willed it to come to the floor, so we could play.
I'm still staring at it.
I think I'll stare at it until it's nap time. It has to come down eventually.
My human wasn't around and I didn't feel very well.
In fact, I had to do a catty sick.
As is the rule for cats, I was sick in as many different places as possible, across one room.
I felt a bit funny, so I had a nap next to one of my catty sicks.
My human came home, looked around his room, and said: 'Oh Clive. What's happened? Are you okay?'
I kept my head down, didn't meow too much, got some head rubs, then walked past him. I think he must've picked up the catty sick, as it wasn't there when I went into the room again.
I was quiet for a bit, and got lots of fuss.
I then heard my human opening a tin of tuna, so I appeared at his feet and meowed. He gave me a funny look and said; 'I take it you're feeling better then?'
I forgot that I was supposed to be poorly. I didn't get any tuna, and I haven't had as much fuss since.
Maybe I should have catty sicks again, in a few days ...
It feels like I haven't been getting enough attention recently, particularly in the form of belly rubs.
I have now found a way to make sure I get more belly rubs.
Today, I have laid down (and, occasionally, fallen asleep) across the doorway to the food room, the doorway to my human's sleeping room, the doorway to our mutual toilet, and the doorway to the room that isn't used much.
These positions ensure that my human has to stop, stoop down, and give me attention.
He keeps picking me, trying to squeeze me, then saying 'mwah!' as he puts his face to me. I struggle and struggle, and squirm in his arms, but he doesn't get the hint. He still picks me up. It confuses me. I'll be walking along, minding my own catty business, or licking my paw, when suddenly the ground disappears from beneath me.
I think the 'mwah' thing is a sign of affection, but why can't we just rub noses, like normal creatures do? I have to do catty headshakes when I'm put down on the floor, then I have to clean myself as I'm covered in human smell.
I hope he's in a normal mood tomorrow. If not, I may have to hide behind the big, comfy chair.
My human has been quite relaxed for the last two weeks, and I've had lots of time for naps.
He seems quite active today though - keeps muttering something about 'new year'... 'first day'... 'emails'.
He's not on his bed, like he has been. He's at a table.
I have decided he needs me by his side.
He keeps looking at things, but they take his attention away from me, so I've decided to sit on them.
So far, I've sat on a newspaper, a calendar, a diary, a pen, and bits of paper with 'invoice' written on them.
I think this is useful. If I continue to sit on these things and look cute, my human strokes me, scratches my head, and says 'you're a pain in the arse'. I'm not sure what this means, but I'm happy.