I'm not at all sure what's happening in my world at the moment. I lost a claw some lights ago after having to 'reprimand' a stranger to the village who thought he could help himself to young Thomas II's food. I couldn't allow that. It hurts and I'm limping. My 'The Him' has cleaned my foot though he's staying clear since he hurt it while rubbing it as I'm afraid I took my temper out on him.
I shouldn't have done that as I can sense he's sad at the moment and doesn't have my 'The Her' to protect him. Now, that's why I'm not sure my world is al right. Where is she? She was there three lights ago because she woke me up with some groaning noises and 'The Him' came to investigate. I tried to tell him it wasn't my fault but he didn't seem to listen. He didn't even put food in my dish when I asked almost nicely. He bundled 'The Her' up and then he and his brotherfriend took her away with a big bag and didn't bring her back.
Since then he's been moping about like a motherless kitten and has had to be reminded that I need food. I've even seen him feed the fish and still forget me. I have had to use my good paw to remind him. All he keeps saying is 'well boy she's in hospital' over and over like I understand their tongue well.
I have seen him go to the wash box and turn it on.......again and again and again. I know he's trying to get the things out but he can't seem to find the handle and keeps pressing the wrong buttons.
I have been checking the garden to make sure there are no new holes dug just in case he's done something to her. And I have seen him leaving the house everyday since then at the same time but he never brings her back. Maybe I have split them up, but if that's true why has he stayed and she gone? This is a puzzle I don't like.
One thing that is funny though is to see my 'The Him' searching through all the cupboards though in the food room. All I hear is mumbling that sounds like “Where does she keep the coffee?”
Sleeping with 'The Him' is not the same at all. He makes grunting noises and disturbs my sleep. He forgets to feed me when I want it and he doesn't seem to be giving me any of the chicken he always brought me before. This is not acceptable.
I want my life back. I want my 'The Her' back so I can snuggle down properly.
Wise Cat
Sir Oscar, your The Him must be reminded that his supreme duty is to you, no matter what happens in the home he shares with you. Show him this message, please.
An ancient saying:
"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these Longlegs from the swift completion of their appointed feeding rounds.”
I shouldn't have done that as I can sense he's sad at the moment and doesn't have my 'The Her' to protect him. Now, that's why I'm not sure my world is al right. Where is she? She was there three lights ago because she woke me up with some groaning noises and 'The Him' came to investigate. I tried to tell him it wasn't my fault but he didn't seem to listen. He didn't even put food in my dish when I asked almost nicely. He bundled 'The Her' up and then he and his brotherfriend took her away with a big bag and didn't bring her back.
Since then he's been moping about like a motherless kitten and has had to be reminded that I need food. I've even seen him feed the fish and still forget me. I have had to use my good paw to remind him. All he keeps saying is 'well boy she's in hospital' over and over like I understand their tongue well.
I have seen him go to the wash box and turn it on.......again and again and again. I know he's trying to get the things out but he can't seem to find the handle and keeps pressing the wrong buttons.
I have been checking the garden to make sure there are no new holes dug just in case he's done something to her. And I have seen him leaving the house everyday since then at the same time but he never brings her back. Maybe I have split them up, but if that's true why has he stayed and she gone? This is a puzzle I don't like.
One thing that is funny though is to see my 'The Him' searching through all the cupboards though in the food room. All I hear is mumbling that sounds like “Where does she keep the coffee?”
Sleeping with 'The Him' is not the same at all. He makes grunting noises and disturbs my sleep. He forgets to feed me when I want it and he doesn't seem to be giving me any of the chicken he always brought me before. This is not acceptable.
I want my life back. I want my 'The Her' back so I can snuggle down properly.
Wise Cat
Sir Oscar, your The Him must be reminded that his supreme duty is to you, no matter what happens in the home he shares with you. Show him this message, please.
An ancient saying:
"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these Longlegs from the swift completion of their appointed feeding rounds.”