I jumped onto a big bin before, then up onto a fence, then onto a high wall.
When I got there I had a look around. I had a good view of my territory. I was also stuck on the wall. I couldn't get down. I didn't like this. I looked for ways to jump down, but couldn't see any.
I felt sad.
I meowed and meowed. I meowed for my human, or for any human.
I kept meowing.
My human came running outside and headed towards me, saying; 'Clive, what's wrong?'
I'd just seen a way down when he reached me. I meowed at him, jumped down, and decided to go hunting.
I hopped through my window this morning, then jumped onto myhuman's bed. He was asleep.
I sat next to his head and stared down at him.
I stared at him.
I stared at him.
I stared at him.
I stared at him.
I stared at him.
He woke up.
He looked at me and said: 'What? What is it, Clive?'
I stared at him.
I stared at him.
He patted my head. I stared at him.
He closed his eyes. I stared at him.
He opened his eyes. I stared at him.
He said 'alright, alright', then got out of the bed, went towards my bowl, and put some food out for me. Finally, he'd understood the message. That was hard work.
I like having a nap outside when it's hot, but I have to find a bush to sleep behind - one that creates a shadow.
I have five bushes I usually sleep under, but ... only two are fully covered with leaves at the moment. The other three have new leaves on them, but they've not grown properly. This limits my choice of shade-bushes.
I had to change my outdoor napping location four times, today. Not good.
I like spending time with my human, but I also have three other humans I visit.
I like lots of attention and chin tickles from all of my humans... I also like food. I have found that, unfortunately, humans can be quite difficult to train - I have to get food from them in very different ways.
My usual human responds to me staring at him, letting out little sad meows, then rubbing and headbutting his legs. This usually gets him to fill my bowl with tuna, salmon, or beef.
My human over the road only responds to my long, yowling meow, or if I sit directly next to the big cold thing. This makes her open the door to the big cold thing and give me some ham.
My human to the right of my usual human's house needs prompting by me walking on his feet and rolling over to show my belly. I then get belly rubs and, more importantly, chicken.
My human to the left of my usual human's house requires a less subtle approach: I have to paw at her legs and, sometimes, jump onto whatever she's reading. She often gives me prawns. I like prawns.