Horrible, tooth stuff

I was watching my human do this thing he does every morning: rubbing stuff all over his teeth.

I sat by him for a bit, staring up at him and swishing my tail.

I didn't feel I was getting enough attention, and I was interested in the white stuff that he squeezed from a tube: it looked like food.

I meowed at him, loudly, until I got his attention.

He said 'what do you want, Clive?' so I just stared at him, then he bent down and I went to sniff the things he was holding.

I really wanted to see if the white stuff was food.

He put a bit on his finger, and held it out. I sniffed it, and it was so strong that it hurt my little catty nostrils, so I moved back... and he smudged a bit on my nose.

I couldn't get it off!

It was stuck on my nose!

I tried to run away from the smell, but it was on my face!

Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!

I flapped my paws at my nose, but this just smeared it.

Then my human bent down again, and wiped it off my nose... but I could still smell it.
I wandered off, doing catty headshakes.

Stupid human.

Dangerous Trees

I was outside surveying my kingdom, today.

I like doing this, particularly at this time of year when I can look around and blink at the sun, without getting too hot.

I was nice and relaxed, watching leaves fall down, and looking out for meeces, when ... something fell next to me!

I jumped catty miles into the air and ran towards my human, who was indoors.

I stopped at the door, looked back ... and realised that the thing which made me jump was just some kind of weird fruit that fell from a tree. I saw another one fall.

I went over and sniffed these fruits. They didn't smell of much, but they were spiky on the outside.

It's a dangerous time of year. I'll have to be careful.

Dangly thing

I was napping, yesterday, when my human came into his sleeping room.

My eyes opened a bit, to see him, then something swished past me...

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Dangly thing!

Then I went back to napping.

Fly?

I woke up from a nap, this morning, in hunting mode.

I walked into the main room, and - at the far end - saw what looked like a fly.

I crouched low and inched towards it, my catty senses tuned in.

I stared at it, to work out the best angle to approach it from.

My whiskers switched.

My tail swished.

The fly didn't move.

I slowly crept towards it, coming from its right.

I stared, and stared, and stared.

I started to swish my tail quicker.

I got closer.

I did a little pre-pounce bum wiggle, and...

...pounced!

...but it didn't even try to fly off.

I stop clawing and bunny kicking... and realised that it was a raisin that had been left on the floor, not a fly.

I bit it anyway.

Then I went and had another nap.

Thank you, human

I have to thank my human.

I had a moment of panic, this morning.

I was lying down and I was trying to clean my ear by licking my paw, then wiping my head with it.

I was mid-wipe, when my paw got stuck behind my ear and I couldn't get it back again.

I panicked, grumbled, then let out a meow.

My human came over to me, said 'silly', then freed my paw.   I nose-nudged his hand.

Thanks hooman.

Oooh, lots of legs!

I'm happy.

It's the season for lots of little legs - lots of crunchy, tasty little legs.

Big spiders seem to be running around. I like to chase them - it's good hunting practice.

I like to paw them. They're quite small, so sometimes I make one or two of their legs falls off.
If this happens, I eat the legs - they're very tasty, and crunchy.

Sometimes I accidentally kill the spiders. This makes me sad. Then I remember that I'm hungry, and eat the whole spider. They're small, crunchy, juicy, and yummy.

I think my human finds this weird. He just stares at me when I eat a spider.

The other spiders come inside, too - the flying ones.
I like these. I can chase them around, while they fly in the air, then swat them down with my mighty paws.
Their legs are a bit thinner, but they also have wings, so they have a good bite to them and are just as tasty as normal spiders.

I like this time of year - it's yummy.

Tap, tap, oh...

My human was in the food room this morning. He was eating something (I sniffed it. It wasn't worth eating), reading something, and drinking something.

I was curious as to what was in the cup he was drinking from. It smelt funny. It made my little catty nose wrinkle.
I also wanted some attention. I felt my human was reading too much.

I tapped the cup with my paw.

I tapped the cup again.

I tapped it harder. It wobbled.

I tapped it harder... and it fell over.

Hot, brown liquid went everywhere! It went on my catty fur!
I meowed and jumped in the air.
My human shouted 'Clive!', and I ran away.

I tried to lick the stuff off me, but it tastes weird and made me do a catty headshake.

I have hidden on a bed.