First of all you'll notice that I'm now referring to 'Mistress' as 'Ms. Patty'. Mistress just sounded, well, like something the National Catquirer would attempt to capitalize on, and as you all know I love my food and I respect who feeds me so I'll do what I can to make her happy.
Speaking of which, Ms. Patty hasn’t been paying a whole lot of attention to me lately so I’ve been pretty much on my own. Which at first was quite fun and beneficial to my toy collection. What she doesn't realize is that I've been hiding my toys all over the house during the day, ultimately tricking her into giving me more when I would try to get her to play with me; when she's distracted I can get most anything from her. Then at night I was batting them all over the place and hiding them again and getting more toys and extra treats from her. Now I'm getting bored.
See, most of Ms. Patty's attention seems to be for this human who has been hanging around of late. A rather large human who happens to be of the male species. Hmmm. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of him at first. But he’s growing on me because he likes me, he really likes me. Well, then again what's not to like, right? Purrrrrr...
Anyway, I've been showing off to this new guy and getting him to play with and pet me. He likes how my fur feels - I do take good care of myself as a Princess should - and tries to imitate my meowing. Key word my darlings, 'tries'. But I'll give him an A for effort because it's fun to play with him. Meow...
He even tried to trick me one day into thinking he had a flashlight that he was shining under the door so that I would go after the beam of light. And though I knew what he was up to I decided to let him think he was the smart one. But then I got him with my whole arm under the door. Hehehe. He wasn't expecting that. Gotcha, my darling.
So it's been fun. Until this morning. I ate my breakfast and was playing around and suddenly I wasn't feeling so good. So I did a rather un-ladylike thing and well, let's just say my breakfast didn't stay down. I thought Ms. Patty would give me more food because I was feeling pretty good after I did that. But alas, she did not. Though she did give me some kitty treats a few hours later - I nearly bit off her finger eating one of them (I'm sorry, Ms. Patty!) because I was starving.
Oh, there a couple of things that Ms. Patty has been doing to me a LOT of late, and I'm occasionally annoyed by it and let her know. And other times I know she means well so I let it go by with just a little 'look'.
I've been known to give Ms. Patty a little love bite, you know just a little nibble when we're playing. I only mean good intentions but she doesn't always like it and do you know what she started to tell me??
"Stella, don't bite the hand that programs your auto feeder!"
Wow, I'm so not going to do that too much anymore, food is very important to me, my darlings!
Then the other thing is that I've noticed all sorts of beautiful birds just outside our dining room lately and they get me so excited I start to chirp/chatter/grrr all at the same time. Well, Ms. Patty seems to think it's funny when I'm just lying there minding my own business in my cat bed by the patio doors to say "BIRD!" quite loudly. I get so excited that I jump up to look and then when I realize she's fibbing, I just *have* to give her the un-ladylike stink eye and growl. I know that's horrible but I simply cannot help myself.
Well, that's all for now my sweets. Though I have included a few gratuitous pictures for your viewing pleasure. Meow...
Affectionately yours,
Stella
