I wandered into my home earlier.
I was tired. Time for a nap.
I saw that, on a chair, my human was kind enough to leave out some nice, clean, white sheets.
I sniffed them. They smelt good.
I jumped onto the chair, rolled around on the sheets, then found a comfy napping position.
I was woken up a little later by my human shouting: 'Clive! Those were clean sheets! They were drying!'
I blinked at him and fell asleep again.
I saw another flap flap today.
I like flap flaps.
I tilted my head to look at it.
I wanted to make friends.
I put my paw out to play with the flap flap.
No more flap flap.
I has a sad.
I have a favourite spoon.
I love this spoon.
It is a spoon of joy.
When it appears, I know it means I'm about to be fed.
Its presence signals that my bowl will be filled with chicken, beef, salmon, or tuna - all mashed into catty bitesize pieces.
Lovely spoon.
What is this strange thing on a stick that humans eat when it's hot.
I saw that my human had one today.
I wasn't entirely sure what it was, but as my human was holding it and putting it near his mouth, I wanted it.
I sat by my human's feets and stared at him.
I kept staring at him.
I meowed a few times - small, cute meows.
Eventually he said; 'Oh alright then'.
There was a small bit of white stuff on the stick. I sniffed it, then licked it until it was all gone.
It was sweet and creamy - almost like milk, but sweeter.
I liked it.
I still don't know what it is though... or why humans eat it on sticks. Strange species.

Flower bed.
Plant pot.
Cold floor tiles.
Shiny chair.
Wooden floor.
Grass.
Under tree.
Plant pot.
Cold floor tiles.
Can't nap.
Too hot.
It was a strange day today.
I was outside. It was warm.
I saw some ants. These were bigger than normal ants.
I've seen this before. I think it's Big Ant Day.
Normally I just watch ants, or paw some of them.
The big ones are more interesting though. And tasty.
I pawed some and they got stuck to my feets.
I ate some. They were nice.
I liked them, so I ate some more.
The only problem ith that they thometimesth get sthtuck to my tongue.
I hope there are more big ants tomorrow.
I jumped onto the back of the big comfy chair, earlier.
I went to settle down for a nap, but when I looked down I spotted the floor. It looked much more interesting than it usually does. I could see new lines in it, darker bits of wood, some cracks, and tiny bits of dust.
I stared at it for hours.
I dribbled on it.
Then I had a nap.
