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Friday, August 4, 2017

Lurking and hiding

I went into my velvet house very early this morning so Lynettea could not put any of the nasty tasting fluid on me. She is hoping that I don't lick or scratch anything.
It has been very disruptive. My furs look messy and I am not getting any cuddlies. Lynettea does not want to get any of the stuff on her, she says.
I stay up during the night, guarding the house.
The night before last, while SHE slept I caught a cockroach and killed it. Not a word of thanks for defeating the cockroach armies trying to invade from the garden.
I am taken for granted and now my furs are covered with muck.
I might just stay in here and not come out.


Lone Star Cats said...

No thanks for killing a roach? What the meow?

Summer at said...

I don't blame you, Sasha!

da tabbies o trout towne said...

dood....mite we suggest a quik jump in two de waterz
wear de pond fish live ~~~~~ !!! ☺☺♥

da tabbies o trout towne said...

oopz....we hitted post commint two quik lee....coz if
ya smell like fish...yur hole werld just seemz.....better...
ya noe ~~~ !!☺☺♥♥

pilch92 15andmeowing said...

She sure sounds ungrateful. You poor kitty.