Well, it’s official … I am a Brute! You wouldn’t think that to look at me but Kaz keeps telling me I am just because I give her enthusiastic “leg cuddles and kisses”. It’s not my fault that my claws are sharp and they sometimes go in to her skin. It sometimes takes all my strength just to hold on when she’s trying to shake me off. Doesn’t she know that it hurts my feelings? I’m just trying to show her how much I love her … and Sooz. Yes, I know I don’t give Sooz “Leg Cuddles and Kisses” but she doesn’t seem to need them as much as Kaz does!
Have I said how much I love the new stringy things? They are amazing, especially since they have elasticised strings rather than just strings. I have a favourite, of course, and I can’t believe Sooz had to tell Kaz what it is … not which one it is, but that it is a bird. A bird, she said, since when do you get blue birds with big dots on them? But she had a closer look at its shape, and its tail, and its beak … and finally agreed that yes, it was definitely a bird.
Even better than having the new stringy things is that Sooz and Kaz both play with me with them. The other ones are a fish (actually a ginormous shark!) and a disco ball. It doesn’t get much better than this.
They say that if you ever made an alarm clock that used the sound of a cat throwing up as the alarm, you would have a winner on your hands. That’s so much better than nearly having what was your dinner on your paws … which is what you get when you have a cat actually throwing up. I don’t like it … I do not like it at all. I don’t know why Kaz and Sooz let me do it … especially since they don’t like it either. I’ve never heard anyone grumble as much about cleaning anything up … and was that Kaz doing chucking sounds when she was cleaning up the little pile of Nigey-sick? I’m sure it was.
I have rediscovered my cat tree and am taking turns sleeping in the turret up the top or in the basket. I don’t know how it got smaller but it’s a bit of a squeeze fitting in there now. I’m just glad it’s tucked in now so when I’m in it I’m over the platforms rather than hanging out in space! That would be too scary even for me … the cat who was on top of the shower screen this morning. It’s fun playing tricks on Kaz … she’s been a bit down this week – something about dentists and an operation on her eye – so while she was in the shower this morning I jumped up on the top of the screen and, once she was out, I meowed. She looked around the bathroom but couldn’t see me. Heh heh. I’m not sure why but she finally looked up … and there I was. Ta da. She laughed and called Sooz in to have a look. That was good (that she called Sooz) because Kaz didn’t even give a thought to how I was going to get down … Sooz did though, and cleared off the ledge at the end of the bath to make a space for me to jump down. She’s a good cat mother! Which reminds me … Mother’s (Mothers? Mothers’?) Day is coming up and I will have to find something special to do for them. I can feel some more Leg Cuddles and Kisses coming on!
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