April 22nd 2013 10:44 pm
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but don't worry. I've made her happy again.
It began last night. When she came back from dance class Josie and I slipped outside. Mum called us after a few minutes and Josie ran indoors but I was having too much fun. I heard mum rustle a food sachet and call me again but night-time is full of excitement and I can eat any time so I ignored her.
So she came out and tried to catch me. It was brilliant. She is rubbish at catching cats who do not wish to be caught. I would let her get really close and think she was going to grab me this time then - zoooom - I was off. Best evening ever.
Eventually she was so pathetic I took pity on her and ran inside.
Then she fed us and got ready for bed. She was brushing her teeth and had a mouth full of white, minty foam but Josie chose that exact moment to jump in the basin for a nice refreshing drink from the tap.
"Myggfftt" said mum, trying not to spit toothpaste everywhere. But Josie couldn't understand her so she finished her drink calmly and then trotted off and mum could then rinse.
Off to bed. Selfishly mum had not left very much water in her glass but Josie was still a bit thirsty so she dipped her paw in and licked it. We are not meant to dip our paws in mum's drinks so Josie only did it when mum wasn't looking. Mum could hear her though and looked up.
"I know what you're doing and stop it."
Josie responded in top cat style with a purr.
"And don't think purring makes it all Ok because it doesn't"
But of course it does.
Lights out and all to sleep. Josie settled on mum which mum doesn't mind only Josie got curious about mum's funny sticky outy nose and started batting it with a paw. Apparently that kind of thing is hard to sleep through.
"That's it. Tomorrow morning I'm going to find two well behaved cats and I'm going to swap you both" said my mum and threw the duvet over her head in a grumpy way that precluded further discussion.
I was pretty sure she didn't mean it. But what if she did? I quite like it here. I pondered this for an hour or so then decided I had best wake my mum and tell her I love her with lots of headrubs and purrs and maybe a little bit of dribbling so she would know I'm for real. Strangely that didn't make her as happy as I had thought it might. Maybe we should be swapping her for a well-behaved mum!!
But I think we are all Ok really. Mum rescued me from scary cat this morning so I think she loves me and I will rescue her if any lions come calling.
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Well behaved cats? How boring!
MOL since when are cats well behaved. It takes the fun out of life if I'm well behaved all of the time. I'm a good boy most of the time with a pinch of naughty devil in me.
Me careful outside at night mate. Things can get dangerous and scary. That's why In ever go outside at night it safer and warmer inside.