February 3, 2018
Today was rough. I awoke at 4am to find my servants still asleep. What’s a cat to do? So of course I tried to wake them. I started by pushing some things off the shelf when one of them yelled at me to stop! How can I stop when I am so hungry? So, I did what I had to do, a few gentle swats to the face and finally I achieve victory. With my servant awake, I can now walk over to my food dish and eat. A cat must have an audience after all.
After some hard work (catching colorful mice and chasing after string) it is finally time for a nap at 9am. Just when I settle in, my servant decides to vacuum. The nerve! I must run for my life now that she has let the beast have free reign. So, off to my tent to fall back asleep.
My short nap lasts a mere 7 hours. Once again it is time to eat. I shouldn’t have to remind them of this, but of course I must roam aimlessly and glare at them constantly until dinner is served. It is just so hard to find good help these days. Then after I eat, they expect me to “play” on a full stomach. I think not.
A quick 40 minute bath and then it’s back to bed for me. I must get my rest so that just as they are ready for bed, I can keep them up with an hour of play. Today, they have the nerve to tell me it’s time for bed. So I hit the annoying one in the face.
I am fuming right now, but I must go to bed. 4am comes quicker than you think.