Next morning, I awake to a dish of warm milk, and juicy, scrumptious meat. Way better than anything I’d had with the witch and her mate when I was tied to that post in the house by the beach.
I think I’ll try curling up at the foot of her bed tonight. Wonder what she’ll do…
Oh, she’s gone running again.. I can see her half-way down the hill. And she’s got a sign on her back that says “NZ MARATHON 2008”. Hmmm, is she going to be gone long?
WHAT’S THAT I see in the garden next door??? Am I dreaming, or is it my reflection in the pond walking around? Same silver-grey fur, same meow, same speed, but smaller than me! Let me see if he dares come near my turf. Hey, hiss, scratch! Hiss, swish, leap, tussle. Hey, this is fun! Take your scratchy paws off me! I swat him one, and he slinks away. Then he turns around again. His human calls: “Sprocket, din-dins, come in, Sprocket”, and he goes inside.
Wonder what my human has left me.
So through the flowers I go, and sure enough, there’s milk and tons of food. Ahhhh, this is the life!
This evening, my human comes home, and I watch her as she runs a bath, then steps inside, I perch myself on the edge, watching the steam rise from the water. What’s this? Lavender? I scoop it with my paw. OWWW!! It’s HOT!!! Why didn’t she tell me?!?!. Let’s try it again. OUCH!! It’s hot!!! How can she sit in it???
Well then she gets rub-a-dub-dubbed, and gets into bed. Now for my well-laid plans…I pussy-foot onto the bed, the end with no pillows, and wait. Is she going to swat me off? No, wait a minute: she’s never swatted me at all. I’ll just curl up into a tight ball and sleep. She does the same. So far, so good.
I hear an owl hooting. Must be the middle of the night. She’s sound asleep. Now for the next phase. I creep onto the pillow beside her, and snuggle up. Ohhhh, it’s warm here, and oh, so comfy. Why didn’t I try this sooner?
What’s this? she’s off again on her mountain bike. Today, her shirt says “100-LAP SWIMMERS CLUB” I think she’s training for the Iron Man. Can’t she just stay home with me? Oops, but I musn’t let on . I’ll keep that hissing act in my back pocket, just to keep her in line. You never know, with these humans. Mind you, I have to admit she has the most amazing vibrations.
What’s this? Carrots, broccoli with my meat? There’s no end of surprises here. Sure never had this in the old place by the beach. I’ll have half of it now, and half later. Time for a stretch and a nap. HEY!!! Who’s this!!! Look at the size of him! They say there’s an obesity epidemic, but I didn’t know it had spread to cats!! The guy must weigh 20 pounds!!!Hey, Tubby, leave my dinner alone!! (But he’s so big. If he rolled over on me I’d be squished. If his claws came out I’d be a goner). Let’s see (Yawwwwwn) if he eats it all. Huh! What the– He’s already inhaled it! Oh, I’m too sleepy. What’s this warm thing next to me? I don’t believe it! Jumbo’s asleep next to me, and he’s already snoring!!! Oh, well, let him sleep. He looks harmless enough.
zzzz Huh? What? What’s this cold thing on my face??? Hey’ Tubbo! I’ve already washed my face! Cut it out! TUBBY!!! That paw on my shoulder’s way too heavy. Ah well, I guess he just wants to be friends. OK, Tubs, you win. Let’s race to the tree with the birds! Last one there’s a tub o’ lard!
This is the third day Tubby’s eaten my dinner, but no matter, Jane replaces it right away. Wow, is she ever amazing. It’s always fresh and fab. And it’s endless. Come on over, Tubs. Chomp away!
Scritch-Scratch outside the door. Who can that be? Tubbs! And he’s brought a kitten. Oh my, he’s got exactly the same fur: black with white socks. Too, too funny. OK, guys, let’s play predator! Ohhh! how about hide and seek? try and find me!!!
