Fortnight
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Saturday
Mum
and dad were watching TV tonight and I was really bored.
I started to play "chase my tail" for a while,
but I got so dizzy running around in circles, that I had
to stagger off to regain my brain control and after that
I lost the urge to play any more. I did have a quick go
at it again later in the evening but I felt so confused
I didn't try it for very long. Maybe I'm getting too old
to play this game. However, dogs play this all through
their life so maybe I'm just doing it wrong….
Sunday
I'm still jumping on top of doors whenever I get the chance.
I still haven't got the landing sorted and I keep banging
my nose on the floor. My reasoning is, the more I practise
the better my landings will get in time… well, hopefully
anyway! I jumped on top of mum as she was walking through
the door before and she jumped. It was so funny, but she
didn't seem to see the funny side of it…
Monday
Wow! I got a new fluffy spider today. The white fluffy
spider that mum got me in October last year is dying,
I have pulled off most of the legs, both it's eyes and
most of the body. Cruel aren't I? Anyway, it got so bad
that mum took it off me as I was just pulling off fur
and she didn't want me to have more stomach surgery. It
was this toy that they thought I had swallowed when I
had the surgery so now I only play with it when supervised.
But, today mum came in with a new one. I was a bit nervous
of it at first, as it smells of the vets. I know that's
where she got it from, but you can't blame a cat for being
nervous when the vet reminds you of bad experiences! Once
I realised that if I played with it, I wasn't going to
go to the vets I was hooked!
Dad
put it on top of the door to my bedroom and I jumped on
top of the door to get it. Only he was really cruel and
put it at the end, above the handle. Well, when you walk
out that far on top of the door it swings open really
fast and any kitty that happens to be balancing on the
top ends up gripping (as well as you can do with no fingers)
the door for dear life! They soon realised that I didn't
stand a chance of getting it and moved it to the other
end, but I'm not stupid. I gave it up as a bad job and
waited for them to move it again.
They
then put it on the door handle, a much easier place to
reach and I played for over 2 hours with it. It's on stretchy
red elastic and I kept biting the elastic and running
across the room only for it to pull back to the door when
I reach a certain point. That is, until just before bedtime
when I got hold of the spider and ran REALLY
fast across the room. The elastic snapped and it hit me
on the back of my head, as I turned around to see what
hit me I lost my balance and fell over. Mum and dad were
crying with laughter at me.. but I didn't find it so funny.
It was like being hit in-between the ears on the back
of your head with a large elastic band. Yep, IT
HURT! I tried eating the left over bit of elastic
but spoilsport mum took it off me and cut if off…. Spoilsport.
But at least I can't swallow it and get it tied around
my stomach now.
Click
here to see pictures of me playing with the fluffy spider
(well worth a look, honest!). These are really good.
Tuesday
You
know that fluffy material that I mentioned in the last
diary, well, I was right. It was for a cat bed, well 2
cat beds actually. Mum made them today, and of course
I offered my help. It would be rude not to. She sewed
the beds up, and was pinning the zips in place when the
doorbell rang. I got to the door first, as usual, but
I couldn't open the door so waited for mum to come. It
was a woman doing a survey for the BBC. Whilst she was
in our house asking questions I tried to show off. I got
inside the bed that mum had made. At first I was lying
down but I decided to go for a walk across the front room.
The material is white with black splodges on, like a cow
skin pattern. I was fully inside, facing away from the
zip end and took it for a test drive across the lounge.
Mum was trying to get me out, and the woman was laughing
at me. I was bumping into loads of things, as I couldn't
see where I was going.. as I headed towards the large
vase of flowers mum picked me up and took me out and then
put it out of my reach so I couldn't knock anything messy
over. She finished both beds and hid them so I couldn't
get on and make them smell of me, or the other cats would
not want them.
Wednesday
Mum gave Henry his bed today and he got on it instantly.
Another success story!
Saturday
Mum had guests today. Lisa came. I like Lisa, she comes
around often and I try to play with her every time, but
she doesn't realise. I get my squidgy ball and drop it
at her feet, so she can play fetch, but she ignores it
every time. I even jump up sometimes and put it in her
lap, but she goes "ow, isn't he cute" and never throws
the ball. Obviously not a cat person, but she should be
honoured, as I don't play with everyone you know! Well,
today Lisa bought someone with her and they smelled of
cats, so I knew they were a kitty person. I took her my
ball and she threw it for me - success! Wonderful! We
played fetch for a while and they were all talking about
me and saying how cute I was… well, I didn't need another
hint. I went into show-off mode so they thought
I was really clever. I got on top of the door to the porch
and balanced there for ages, jumped off and crunched my
nose on the carpet… hopefully they didn't see that and
I still looked cute. Then I realised, in front of the
new lady was the other cat bed wrapped in a big black
bin bag, as it's too big for wrapping paper. Well, what
a lure. My 2 favourite things. Plastic bags and cuddly
cat beds. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to
get inside the bags and at the bed inside. I tried getting
in from the top, the bottom, underneath, from the side
but with no luck. I did not manage to get through the
bags before they left and she took it with her… drat!
Click here to see a picture of me
in show-off mode
Monday
Some
guests came to see mum and dad this evening and the lady
was definitely a cat person. She played with me all the
time that they were here and it was wonderful. We played
with the squidgy ball, the cat charmer snake and the fluffy
spider. I even got on the door to show her how cool I
am. When they left I was over-excited and got dad to play
with me for the rest of the night.
A new box appeared in the front room tonight. It's got
plastic bags full of air inside and when I run on the
carpet and then get into the box the bags stick to me.
I ran full pace around the lounge but it was still stuck
to me. I was shaking and weaving around but it was still
attached to me. I didn't manage to get it off until I
caught it on the sofa and it fell off.
Tuesday
Another box came today. Mum was opening it, she had slit
the top and part of the side and I got my head and one
of my front paws inside. I couldn't get in any further
as the box was full of whatever was being delivered. Every
time mum tried to open a bit more of the box with the
scissors I had a sniff and she stopped so she didn't cut
my whiskers. Eventually I let her open in and then I managed
to get in the box. It had a big pan in it, and the box
made an excellent place for an afternoon nap.
Mum
and dad were watching the "Deep Sea" episode of "The Blue
Planet" again tonight and I was playing in one of my boxes.
When the "rattail" fish came on the screen, it caught
my eye and I ran to the TV. You see, this fish had on
it's side in writing that only cats can see "Jacks dinner"
. When it swam off the screen I ran around to the side
of the TV waiting for it to come out, but it didn't. I
spent the rest of the show in front of the TV waiting
for any more juicy dinner morsels to be shown, but there
wasn't any…..
Thursday
Spent most of the day asleep in the pan box. I took some
toys in with me to make it my own and then fell asleep!
Dad stuck some paper on the box and took some pictures,
but it didn't wake me too much.
Friday
Ooooooooh, I'm all excited. Mum was on the computer this
morning and I jumped on the desk to see what she was doing.
I saw my squidgy balls on the screen, along with other
cat toys. I stuck my nose on the pictures of the ones
that looked interesting and then the screen changed. It
was a payment screen… new toys are coming for me to play
with….. I hope that they come quickly as I murdered my
last squidgy ball today and now I have nothing to play
with……
Since
I was a kitten mum has had a close relationship with the
washing machine in the kitchen. She fills it up a number
of times a week and each time I watch with interest. When
I was younger, I tried to catch the washing as it passed
the window but never managed to catch it. This week I
had a brain wave, if I can't catch it from the outside,
maybe I can catch it from the inside…. I waited until
she had pulled most of the wet clothes from the inside
and then I got inside for a look. As I got my last paw
in there the drum started to move and I fell over as I
was unexpectedly turned on my side. Mum managed to photograph
me as I was getting out, I staggered across the kitchen
to the front of the boiler where I promptly threw up…
getting inside the washing machine is not something I
will try again in a hurry!
