Food?
It was bright orange. I was hungry.
I meowed at my human.
He said; 'Go away, Clive'.
After meowing by his feet for a bit, I got bored.
I jumped onto the table, pretended I wanted affection, rubbed against my human's arm, got up close to the orange thing, and....
Catty-eugh! What is that??
It got right up my nose, sent my catty senses mad, made me step back and wrinkle my whiskers, and made me do catty-choos.
I jumped down from the table, and had to walk around the house doing catty headshakes.
Stupid human. Why would he eat something like that? I won't be paying him any attention for a while.
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