Its my sons birthday today, and every year, once the presents have been set out, Rodney always comes sniffing for goodies. If I could afford to, I would be buying this amount of gifts for him and Spud on their birthday but then knowing my luck they would only be interested in the wrapping paper and boxes!!
Spud, my black and white kitten written, brought in a partially alive mouse for the first time weeks ago. It was horrific but he’s a cat, it’s in his nature to do so. It was sweet to think he had brought it to me as a gift (that’s what they believe, right?) Then a few days ago I found he’d also brought in a very dead, deader than a dead bird – again; it was understandable. Both occasions I knew his intentions but wished so hard, he would bring me money and chocolate bars instead of animals.
Rodney, on the other hand, has just walked through the door with a roast potato!
Confucius cat says he who waits patiently for biscuits will learn to open the kitchen door and tear open the bag when everyone else is in bed.
He is part cat, part chair. Together they can morph into anything e.g cat trees.
A few nights ago he got really cosy.
My cat is happily watching my new favourite TV show, Parks and Rec. He’s got good taste.
One of these cats is definitely an imposter.
He begs for food
Though he has just eaten
‘Give me a treat mummy’
My victory has been beaten.
His eyes show cuteness
Yet his tummy shows round
I have to be careful
When he does nothing but hound.
He gets lots of cuddles
Play time too
But how do I stop
This cat from getting huge?!
He waits to see if scraps of fish are thrown in and then makes his move (we have no fish).