Play thing

Everything can be a play thing if you want it to be. Take this diary ribbon bookmark for example; it was hanging over the table and I practiced the art of 'cat fu' and it was mine to play with! What fun!

Shower time

I couldn't help myself, I was compelled to play in the shower, and considering there's a drought and all, I figured I may as well conserve water too... so I made use of the little bits of water and lapped it up.

Play Time

This isn't my most flattering angle that's for sure.

I do love playing on my scratching post though. I can dive down the hole, I can sharpen my claws, and I can attack my fluffy ball on a string... then, when I've had enough I can sit on the top and keep an eye on things.

Easter!

Yummy! Easter time, the time for all things chocolate. I'll have to remain content with just smelling the easter eggs, I'm not allowed to eat them.

With any luck I'll get to chase the rolled up foil when my owners are finished with them though.

Wha!

It's been a mad few weeks in my world!

First my female owner leaves me to do some walk thing, with my male owner going to support her, leaving me alone until night time, just to leave me the next morning again to continue helping her.

Then, when they get home late at night there were muddy shoes and smelly clothes everywhere, and very little attention being given to me!

Then, a week later they leave me again; something to do with an anniversary.

So I had to amuse myself for another weekend. I did get visited for food and water top up's, but I was too weirded out, so I stayed hidden most of the time.

I was so glad to see them again, I even left a nice present in my kitty litter tray so thay'd know how much I missed them. They didn't seem impressed... That'll teach 'em.