Fortnight
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Sunday
Jack
the wonder hunter, that's my new name.
I managed to escape this afternoon and spent a while in
the cricket pitch at the back of our house. I love to
sit on the fence post at the back of our neighbours garden
and look into the cricket pitch, as I get a good view
of any little animals in the long grass. I sit like this
whenever I get the chance but today was more rewarding
than normal and I managed to get a present for dad. I
caught him a large vole, when I took it in he was talking
to someone at the front door so I walked through the house
and dropped it in front of dad and his guest. Neither
of them was very impressed and dad threw my gift of love
away. I was not impressed. That's the last time I give
him a gift.. (he wishes!)
Wednesday
Mum
is still keeping all the windows shut so I cannot escape
from the bedroom. I am still howling at windows, but it
is having no effect at all. I feel like a prisoner. I
am bored with all my toys and spending a lot of time sleeping
when I am not howling at the window. I wish they would
let me out. Mum was reading in the garden this afternoon
and I had to watch from the French windows, it's just
not good enough!
Friday
It was a lovely day today and I was locked in my room
for most of it. Mum and dad went out for the day and they
were gone AGES. They partly closed the curtains
in my room so I could choose between sun and shade when
it got hot. I would have rather been outside though. When
they came back I was very annoyed with them for locking
me in the room instead of giving me the run of the house
and I wouldn't cuddle, or play with them all night.
Saturday
Spent the evening playing with my fluffy spider. I was
very bored and it passed a while. They have tied it to
a thick piece of elastic and hung it around the post at
the bottom of the stairs. I kept trying to hold the spider
in my mouth and run upstairs with it, but it kept pinging
back to the bottom. I tried a number of times, but I never
managed to get upstairs with it. I even tried to run across
the front room, but again it pinged back to the bottom
of the stairs.
Monday
Mum and dad spent ages in the garden today playing with
their new toy. I think it's a pressure washer. They cleaned
the patio and the BBQ area, the flags look lovely and
clean. I stayed inside as it was loud, and water at high
pressure and cats do not mix very well. Even when they
had finished I stayed inside so I would not get my paws
wet!
Wednesday
I managed to escape for an hour or so this afternoon.
It wasn't as nice today but it was still good to be outside.
I spent a while on the fence post at the back of next
door, looking into the field, but I didn't see anything
to catch. I made sure that the garden still smelt of me
after the wash it got the other day and then came back
inside. Spent the evening asleep on the sofa.
Thursday
A
man came today to look at the insulation in our loft.
He put a ladder up to the opening, so he could get inside.
While he was inside I decided to try a new thing and climb
up his ladder. He got a shock when my fluffy face appeared
in the small opening into the loft. I thought it was excellent
until I tried to get back down. It's quite easy for a
cat to climb UP a ladder, but very difficult to get back
down. After struggling with the first step I jumped the
rest of the distance. Then the man could get out of the
loft, once I got off his ladder! When I came down I was
covered in yellow foam, which I believe to be loft insulation.
I rolled around on mum and dads bed until it all came
off my fur. Let them clean it up, it's easier for them,
than it is for me to try and lick it off all my fur.
I tried to get a quick wash in the bathroom sink, but
lost my footing on the sink edge when the tap was on.
I slipped into the sink and got soaked. After miaowing
my displeasure I ran and hid in the cupboard under the
stairs until I dried out and felt a bit happier with life.
Monthly
Summary
Favourite toy: fluffy spider
Favourite place: in an open window jumping outside
Favourite
pastime: getting blasted by the pressure washer
Least favourite thing: being shut inside
