I'm back. I like the sun on my belly and I'm so very cute!
That wasn't nice, Evil Twin, but I'll forgive you since you gave me an extra teaspoon of yummy stuff to get me to write this
I want to tell you all about my hidey-holes. These are the places I go when I need to chill or get away from it all. We all know how hard a domestic house cat's life is, don't we? Please keep this between us. I don't want the humans to know about these secret places.
This is my cave. It has a cushy floor, a nice roof, and makes a great viewing area to keep an eye on red dot:
This is my cave. I like to tunnel under this cushy thing, hiding while sticking my butt and pointy tail out. Yeah. The humans will never find me. It also doubles as a play area for my favorite game - jump and catch the flying mouse (shown deceased next to my pile of soft):
This is my cave. Yes, I like caves. It smells like people feet but it's dark, cool, and quiet. I can get a good snooze on here:
I hope you like my hidey-holes.
Some things I've learned in this life of imprisonment with the humans:
- When the noisy device next to the female's side of the bed speaks, it is time for her to rise and escort me to my food bowl, stroking my back and scratching my hind-quarters while I feast. If she silences the device and turns over for another snooze, she is punished by me walking on her chest. For some reason, I get pushed off the bed occasionally.
Oreo, your food automatically dispenses. You can leave the bed and go eat at anytime.
- If I nibble at the humans' calves, they squeal. Hee Hee. But then they get the spray bottle and spray me with water. I don't like that much.
So what have you learned, Oreo?
Shut up and food me you stupid human.