Today was a regular day. Well, as regular as they come. It was feeding time in the cattery.
I had to wait my turn. Again.
I was picked last. It’s because I’m the best… obviously.
Look at me, I’m perfect! Oh but I have to get this knot out of my chest hair. My perfect curly groom needs to be fixed with a good lick. Before I achieved that nappy look I was striving for, Robyn flew in.
Robyn didn’t like how I groomed myself so I got pounced on and brushed out. Doesn’t she know that birds shouldn’t groom cats unless they want to get bit? Well, I didn’t show her today… maybe if she tries it again… ooooooh treats!
Ok. Maybe we will be friends today. But if she tries it again I will leave her a little surprise package in the corner. I can’t promise it will smell like the plants she likes to water. Silly birds… I don’t think she knows she needs to fly south for the winter.
I think this is a good spot to nap. She better not hog the window. Or move me… or else…. Zzzzzzzzz…. treats…