I can't resist my meowmie's legs during the days when the big yellow
thing in the sky is bright and hot and meowmie has bare legs. Not
furry though. Maybe that's why they're so curious. She gets into the
water box in the morning and I can't help myself, I have to bite
them. Sometimes she needs a push into it because she just stands
there sticking her paw in, for what ... it must get her all wet! I
sit on the hoomin litter box and push her [TAP TAP TAP] Gosh my
meowmie takes too long to get in there. Just GO already, I'm waiting
to EAT. Then it is time for breakfast (FINALLY!) but that hoomin is
just too slow, must bite that furless leg again to speed her up. Ah,
finally breakfast is served. I get meat and that she-kat thing Bonnie
just likes cereal. Youngins. They just don't know the good stuff when
they smell it.  Meowmie is standing again (only on two legs, its a
wonder she doesn't fall over) doing something, but I don't smell meat
so I don't care what she's doing, so must bite that leg again.
Where's she going? I reach out to touch her (oops too hard) but she
yells at me! What?? What'd I do? I remember some times she calls the
red bug to come play when I touch her legs, why won't she do that all
that time? Where is the red bug!  ANK ANK! BUG. NOW. BUG! ANK!