February 1st 2011 9:11 am
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Daddy came home, and got the little carrier out. I watched him carefully, but thank goodness it was not for me! What a relief. Then he got the larger one. He put it on the floor and urged Ruffy into it. Ruffy went. He doesn't mind the 'outside' in a carrier. He knows sometihng to eat will eventually be involved, most likely. If he does one thing well, it's eat.
This morning, he was obviously feeling better, playing with Daddy and rushing up to the counter when Daddy was getting our food. When he meows, it sounds as though he's speaking Human and saying 'Now! Now!'
Ruffy and the little cranky faced orange cat came back with Mommy and Daddy in their carriers. The little orange cranky one-Natalie,-went into the bedroom. I leapt off my seat, and cautiously went in, but she was up on the bed, with that thing they made me wear once long ago around her neck. I looked up at her, and felt sorry for her. She is rude, and hisses and growls, and once I even had to smack her, but I feel care for her. I have had that thing on. It's not fun to wear.
But the room is quiet today. The Smokie is laying on the rug, and the Ruffy is on the other rug, curled in his happy cat yoga curl. He is smiling.
And I'm back to my soft bed, to look out over them all-and remain First Cat.
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There's nothing quite like being that First Cat!~ it is a will and way and it is to be obeyed!
I meow saying "now" too - especially when I want my Fancy Feast!