It was still dark this morning when I decided to wake 'The Him' who lives in my home.
I could hear a strange and loud purring coming from his place of sleep but it stopped when I jumped on his chest. He sat up in shock and I told him it was time to stroke me as I deserve. He made some strange noise with his mouth and his whiskers quivered but he did stroke me. It was fine for a while but I soon got bored and told him so by biting his hand. He understood and stopped. I did get off his sleeping place in a hurry though in case he barked any more strange noises at me.

I realised it was time for food and as I can't manage to wake 'The Her' I had to return to the sleeping place of 'The Him', he'd gone back to sleep. How could he, didn't he know I wanted food?
 I jumped onto his chest again and started to explain my tummy was empty. Yet again he sat up and I found myself sliding down his chest to his lap. He purred something and I heard my name mentioned very loudly, but he swung his legs out giving me chance to jump off and lead the way to my dishes. He followed.
I saw 'The Him' pick up my dishes and take them away . A minute later he brought them back clean and emptied some food into one and water into the other. Water huh, I suppose it will do. He left me to eat in peace. When I'd had enough I went to thank him and all he did was pull his bedding around him. I purred my thanks and left to have a sleep.
I went to 'The Her's' bed. I know she will let me sleep and not disturb me.
After a little sleep I woke up and stretched as I do. 'The Her' was also waking up. I wished her good light and she stroked me. It was nice, especially when she rubbed inside my ears. I purred at her. I also said "Thank you" even though it was no more than my due, after all we have to show the long legs that we have manners.
She left her sleeping place and I saw her go to my dishes. I saw her take them away again and then return with them clean again. Then I saw her put more food and water in. Two first light meals in a day, wonderful. " The Him' was up and had his fur on, she went to him and pointing at my dishes made loud noises at him. Then she returned to me and stroked me. I jumped off her sleeping place and with a purr left to eat my new first light meal.
Sometimes the long legs can be so kind but I think that's because I've trained them well.

 


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Julia Prosser
03/05/2011 07:29

This is SOOOO Oscar and I love it.

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Morticia Cat Arbel
03/05/2011 14:50

Dear Sir Oscar:

You might know me as the author of the modest monograph, The Study of Fifty Humans Owned by Cats of Virtue, published in 2003 by Felinity University Press, Boston, Massachusetts. I must congratulate you on your erudite, sophisticated, and fascinating new blog. It is clear to me that you are a cat of deep understanding of The Him and the Hers psychology, and I look forward to many enjoyable reading moments as you continue developing your commendable enterprise. Carry on, Sir Oscar! We, the cats of America, support you in your studies and research.

Sincerely,
Morticia Cat Arbel, Ph.D., Manhattan

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04/05/2012 21:27

G'day mate. Must say you've got your longlegs nicely trained. Mine's not bad. She knows how to rub in the right places and the dark meal is pretty good but light one has got me worried. Just recently my The Her has started putting this new muck in our dish - yeah I know, sharing with the others is annoying but that's one habit I can't seem to get The Her to break. Anyway, this stuff doesn't taste bad but it's making me lose weight! Used to have a belly that was the envy of all the Superiors within kooee but now it's going all flat. I've tried talking to my The Her about it but she's not very bright. Lots of noise but no action. Got any suggestions?

cheers
Buffa [Buff to me mates]

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Oscar
04/05/2012 21:41

Hello Buff, I hope we can be mates. My best advice to you is to force yourself to eat the new much at least three times, and at least three times go and stand in front of your Longlegs and throw up on her shoe, preferably just as she's about to walk out of the door. She'll soon get the message that it doesn't agree with your tummy and get the right food again. I really don't understand why they start these fads of changing food without our permission.
Hugs
Oscar.

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