Hello, everyone. I just want to show you a recent altercation between me and my Mom in three pictures. First here is a picture of our kitchen blinds after I’d spent weeks making them the way I like them:
As you can see, they were perfect. However, Mom has this crazy idea called “privacy”, so she was not happy about what I did to the blinds. Thankfully, she thinks she broke them like this second picture shows before she could blame me for the shape that the blinds were in:
Well, at least she thinks she broke them, and I am not about to tell her any differently. So, she paid our landlord to install a new pair of blinds. This third picture shows how she likes the blinds:
I know, this is boring. I mean, how does she expect me to protect our home when I can’t see outside? And, doesn’t she care that I can’t see what my friends are doing? This is unfair. So, I will re-adjust these blinds soon. I’ve got to go, though. She is walking toward the computer, and I don’t want her to know what I’ve been up to. Type to you later, cats!
Hi cats. I am glad that I finally have a chance to type to you! Mom has been hogging the computer, and on the one day that she wasn’t, I wasn’t feeling good. I learned something, though. Being sick gets Mom’s attention. Here’s what happened:
Mom was so busy with her Christmas shopping, and after-Christmas clearance sale shopping, that she was ignoring me. So, I did everything I could think of to get her attention. I tore up the closet. I yowled out of the window. I even threw balls at her, hoping she’d get the hint and play with me. Well cats, none of that worked. So, I gave up and lay down. Then, I started feeling sick to my stomach. I was not feeling well, cats. Here is what I looked like:
I looked so bad that even Mom knew something was wrong. So, she finally started paying attention to me. She petted me and asked what was wrong with her “poor baby.” Now, by the time she did that, I knew that the only thing that was wrong with me was that I needed to cough up a hairball. However, I liked all of the attention I was getting. So I didn’t let Mom know that I was really OK. Instead, I just continued to look sick while meowing sadly at her.
This made her feel even sorrier for me. So, she continued to pet and snuggle me. I liked that! Eventually, she had to go out, but I knew she’d hurry home to see if I was all right. And, that’s what she did. So, I have learned that acting sick is a great way to get Mom’s attention. I’ve got to go, though. She’s opening the door, and I only have a moment to pretend to be sick again. Type to you later, cats!
I just wanted to let everyone know that I didn’t claw Mom. After I typed my last post, I heard a familiar, “Pssssssssst, Grace?” It was Angelina. She is a very nice cat who has a home but gets to go outside. I went to the window and talked to her. She’s a good friend, so I told her everything that happened yesterday. She was very sympathetic. However, she told me that clawing Mom was a bad idea. When I asked why, she told me that a lot of the cats I see outside lost their homes for doing that. Then, she had to go.
I didn’t want to lose my home, so I didn’t claw Mom. I did something even better. I made her feel guilty! I acted scared of her and looked at her with big sad eyes all day today. It worked so well that she said that she was sorry that she had to take me to the vet! I’ve got to go, though. She’s home, and I’m going to see if I can use this guilt thing to get some treats!