My 'The Her' was making strange things. There were strange but fun ripping noises as she put a new coat on something and then held the coat on with stickyness. And she had a strange claw in her hand that she used to cut the new coat and the stickyness. I rubbed up against her hands to make sure my scent was on these things but also to say "I am here, you must stroke me." I managed to get some of the stickyness on my fur and it wasn't fun when she pulled it off so I walked away and left her.
Soon 'The Her' and 'The Him' left through the big clearway carrying whatever was in the new coat and I could hear them making that strange hiccuping sound again. I heard 'The Her' call "Be good Oscar" but what does that mean? I went and lay on her sleeping place for a doze.
When I woke up the darker time was coming and it was very quiet. I went and had something to eat. There did not seem to be much in my dish so I finished it. Then I went to have a look round my home. The wooden leg of their seating place looked inviting so I sharpened my claws on it in case there were any scuttling things around. One soft thing from a sleeping place had once had flying things there as I found a feather sticking out. Yet when I looked inside after fighting my way in there were no flying things there. They must have been scared by me and flown away. Still at least I had all these feathers to show I'd been doing my job.
It seemed a long time since my long legs had gone away, and now there was no food in my dish at all. It wasn't right, my care should be most important to them. Why weren't they here and there was no open clearway for me to go looking for them.
On the floor I saw 'The Her's' removable paws that she wears in my home. It was time to remind her not to leave me for so long and so I widdled in one to show her she's mine.
Then I heard a rattle and the freeway opened. My 'The Her' and 'The Him' had returned. I told them off because I had no food in my dish and led them to it. "Poor Oscar" I heard him say and watched him put food in my dish again from a shiny thing in his hand. They are clever sometimes, I have to say.
I ate my fill and asked for the little clearway to be opened. I always have to show them as well as they don't seem to understand me. I was just leaving when I saw 'The Her' taking off her removable paws and start to put the ones on that I had marked for her. As I reached the ground outside and readied myself in hunting mode I heard her voice shout my name and she didn't sound pleased. It is not a good time to return now as I have work ahead of me in the dark time, maybe she will be happy if I bring her a gift later and lay it on her soft thing in her sleeping place?
Soon 'The Her' and 'The Him' left through the big clearway carrying whatever was in the new coat and I could hear them making that strange hiccuping sound again. I heard 'The Her' call "Be good Oscar" but what does that mean? I went and lay on her sleeping place for a doze.
When I woke up the darker time was coming and it was very quiet. I went and had something to eat. There did not seem to be much in my dish so I finished it. Then I went to have a look round my home. The wooden leg of their seating place looked inviting so I sharpened my claws on it in case there were any scuttling things around. One soft thing from a sleeping place had once had flying things there as I found a feather sticking out. Yet when I looked inside after fighting my way in there were no flying things there. They must have been scared by me and flown away. Still at least I had all these feathers to show I'd been doing my job.
It seemed a long time since my long legs had gone away, and now there was no food in my dish at all. It wasn't right, my care should be most important to them. Why weren't they here and there was no open clearway for me to go looking for them.
On the floor I saw 'The Her's' removable paws that she wears in my home. It was time to remind her not to leave me for so long and so I widdled in one to show her she's mine.
Then I heard a rattle and the freeway opened. My 'The Her' and 'The Him' had returned. I told them off because I had no food in my dish and led them to it. "Poor Oscar" I heard him say and watched him put food in my dish again from a shiny thing in his hand. They are clever sometimes, I have to say.
I ate my fill and asked for the little clearway to be opened. I always have to show them as well as they don't seem to understand me. I was just leaving when I saw 'The Her' taking off her removable paws and start to put the ones on that I had marked for her. As I reached the ground outside and readied myself in hunting mode I heard her voice shout my name and she didn't sound pleased. It is not a good time to return now as I have work ahead of me in the dark time, maybe she will be happy if I bring her a gift later and lay it on her soft thing in her sleeping place?