September 18th 2012 10:43 pm
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When mum goes to work I have to go indoors. Mostly I am OK with that - mainly as she calls me in with the rustle of a cat treat bag. I usually manage to get double rations by looking at the first offering with a sigh of disappointment.
"If I'd known it was them I wouldn't have come!" then mum gives me others and I scoff both.
But yesterday I was back on the trail of that naughty squirrel. I knew I would catch him in a few more minutes and hardly heard my mum calling my name. Then I did hear - and so did Squirrel who vaulted over the shed and was lost to me - mum open the doors and come out.
She can move faster than you might imagine. I found that out before. So I dived under the nearest bush. Let's see mum get me now!!
She tried rustling the kitty treat bag but I'm not a kitten any more to be lured like that.
Then she cheated. She picked a very long strand of grass and wiggled it about. I had half an eye on her and half an eye on the grass. I only chased the grass when it was well out of her reach thinking I would beat her once again. Only she pulled the grass closer and closer to her and me, the mighty hunter eyes only for his prey, was sucked in and next thing I knew her arm was round my middle and in we went. Most undignified.
She thought I had forgiven her when I snuggled up against her warmth last night. She put out a hand to stroke me and I bit her. I would have bitten her again but she pulled all her hands under the duvet and muttered about me being an evil cat but she let me stay.
Ricky is back at the vet today to hopefully have his cone taken off. He'll be very happy for that.
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MOL, I think she deserved a bite!
That'll serve her for chasing off your squirrel! Well played.
Arrrr me little matie. What a dirty rotten trick. Graaaaar. Happy talk like a Pie-Rat day.
Toby! Never bite the hand that feeds you! Cat Rule number seventy-eleven