If I wasn't sitting down there they were trying to coax me. I was very suspicious of them until I realised why they wanted me. And as they used cat treats to tempt me I couldn't give in too easily.
I have no idea why they are doing this except I do know that their kitten does like new pictures of me sometimes.
Of course you will realise I am quite used to this as everyone knows I'm a star round here, not always for the right reasons I know but everyone knows me. As Superiors go I'm, well, Superior I suppose.
After all the fussing had died down and I'd allowed my 'The Her' to brush me, which I love, I took a walk to the village. Ginger and my other cronies all asked why I was so pleased with myself and I told them, “The light is shining, what other reason could there be?” They didn't seem to accept that until I clipped on or two round the ear to let the truth sink in. More of our friends joined us on the walk and the longllegs were beginning to notice and point at us. Of course I knew it was because they knew me that they pointed at the ten or so of us. As we walked tails erect past field where the woolly things had their kittens everything felt right until I notices that a dog was chasing one of the woolly things and it's friends we're ignoring it's cries for help.
I split our group into two and sent those under Ginger round to one side while I took the other until we met in circle surrounding the dog. We didn't know him and much worse was he didn't know us and might have attacked had he not noticed our numbers. We moved a little forward and he tried to back up until he realised that just brought him closer to those at the back. I stood and faced him and suggested he left. He was not really cowed but I could see he was puzzled. Then Blackie, one of our less sensible members moved over and swiped the dog on the nose, turned and walked back to join the ring. The dog was stunned but I could sense had Blackie not moved back the dog would have attacked. At a gesture we all stood and moved a little closer. This was too much for the dog who must have heard stories about how Superiors ran from dogs. True, but only when we need exercise or a laugh. He jumped over me and ran off.
The woolly one was fine and moved to join it's kin and we turned to go. There was a burst of noise from a group of longlegs who'd followed us as they clapped their hands. We ran, expecting the blame for something.
Now I am safely back at home enjoying a few more treats as I share this with you.