Sunday, 17 January 2010

Opus d'art

This is me doing performance art; it's my impressionist phase. They don't call me Opus for nothing you know.

Wednesday, 6 January 2010

I don't need no special cat club!

They think they're so special, those two. I have a featherstick of my very own, and my own human to fetch it back upstairs for me. How special am I?

The special cat club

Me and Mr Indy are in the special cat club now. The special cat club doesn't let any tiny, round-eyed, black & white cats in. Only cats in the special cat club get to sleep next to each and be BFFs.

So there!

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

No-one loves me!

Well, the humans love me. I can do laps, and I like being picked up. That, apparently, makes me sort of unusual around here - maybe that's why the other two cats here hiss and glare at me so much. I try to be friendly and I do my round-eyed thing at them, but it doesn't seem to work so well on cats as it does on people.

I do kind of miss the house-party I came from. There were LOADS of other cats there and we used to sleep in a big warm heap. The house-party was called a rescue centre but it felt like a party to me. New cats arriving all the time and then some of the ones who'd been at the party for ages would vanish. I guess I've vanished now. Have I been rescued now? Or was that before? I'm kind of confused.

Oh well. At least the cuddling's good here. And I have a bed to myself - I get the very top bunk. I've always wanted that one.

Maybe the others will love me tomorrow.

It could be worse

You know, there's just one thing in the world worse than being outside in the snow. That's being inside with a pesky, round-eyed kitten that wants to be your friend.

Monday, 4 January 2010

Everybody loves me!

Everyone's happy now because I'm here! I chase things!! I purr! I sit on laps! I love everyone and everyone loves me because I'm Petie!!!

Saturday, 2 January 2010