At light time today I came to my home after a prowl in the dark. The Him did not seem glad to open the clearway that lets me out and yet I had given him some head buts to show him he was loved. I know he was in his sleeping place but I was showing I cared wasn't I?
I came to my home wounded. Ginger had come into my ground and we had fought. A lucky blow from him had opened a wound on my ear. I took it straight to The Her to see too but she screamed my name when I jumped up onto the part white fur she had on. I thought the red looked nice on it. She did bathe the ear though for me, but then tricked me into a small space with a catnip treat and locked me in. Then she swung me about and when she opened it again to set me free I was in the home of another Long Legs who had on a white fur.
I sat there as dignified as always while The Him in white fur looked at my ear. I showed no fright when he pointed one of his long silver claws at me, but then he dug it into my ear and I forgot my dignity long enough to turn and swipe my claws across his paw to remind him of who I am. His voice roared in my head and The She said Oscar in a way that said I had done something wrong. See, it's hard to understand them.
I was pushed back into the small space and again swung about until I was back in my home with my own Long Legs.
I went and hid behind the long place they rest on and refused to come out.
After a while I was bored and decided to eat and then allow them to play with me for a while. I am after all most gracious and forgiving.