Me & my human were quite peacefully sitting in our living room this morning. Me on my lovely new bed; her reading one of her PhD-thingy chapters.
All was well with the world & I was dreaming of yummy Dreamies.
Until ...
I was rudely awakened from my dream. I just knew something was wrong. As I opened my eyes & my ears, I could hear noises coming from my kitchen.
I could hear munching noises coming from my kitchen. I could hear my breakfast being eaten & I knew that it wasn't me making the munching noises. I wasn't eating my breakfast.
But somebody was!
Human opened the door for me & guess what I saw?
Not little grey cat this time, but black & white cat.
Black & white cat eating my breakfast. I hadn't been very hungry earlier, so I'd been saving my breakfast for later.
But look; black & white cat had eaten most of it up!
And to make matters worse; look at the sloppy mess he's left on the floor! My human had just washed my floor nice & clean for me last night. How dare he make a mess!
I'm sure I don't need to tell you how furious I was! I'm sure you can imagine!
So I chased him!
But look, at the arrogance of him as he just sauntered across my yard. Mind, he probably didn't feel much like running; his tummy was so full up with my breakfast.
I yelled at him! I'm not going to tell you what I said; I don't think my human would like it! But rest assured, I let him know exactly what I thought of him.
And he did eventually run away. I just stood there for a while making sure he was gone & taking lots of slow deep breaths (as I've learned from my human) to calm myself down.
She put a nice new sachet of breakfast out for me. I ate it this time, before anybody else could steal it.
My human's complaining about the cost of feeding the neighbourhood cats.
I don't care about the cost; I just care about my breakfast.
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