I haven't heard from my girlfriend for a while and I want to know if you are
okay. I am, although two strangers are staying at the house to look after
my meowmie, she is poorly.
It's a bit scary. If I am *very* hungry I will come in to eat my food while
there are there, but mainly it feels safer to wait until they've gone to
bed.
Their names are Auntie Margaret & Uncle Bryan.
That Kitty Farmcat has no pride, she sits on Uncle's chest every night, and
he doesn't really want her there because she is old and cannot retract her
claws fully. They stick in him. Ouch.
Uncle likes me best, because I will not go to him. Sometimes if I am eating
my food, I let him stroke me, but mainly I don't and I ask to go outside
quickly and my meowmie lets me go.
I know that Uncle desperately wants to be friends with me, but I don't want
to be friends with him. I'll leave that to sucking-up Kitty.
I'm totally immune to his requests "Boyfriend, come here and have a
scritch" "Boysie, here is some nice food." Boysie, come in and sit by the
woodburner." Does he think I am stupid, or what?
It took me months to trust my meowmie before she could even touch me.
Aunts and uncles are way too scary. Even the fact that the aunt puts my
food down for me doesn't make me trust her. I often don't eat it, it could
be a trick.
Boyfriend
Nan - 17 Sep 2004 01:35 GMT
>I haven't heard from my girlfriend for a while and I want to know if you are
>okay. I am, although two strangers are staying at the house to look after
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>Boyfriend
Hi Boyfriend,
I missed you, but meowmie said that you were probably busy with your
company and helping nurse your meowmie so that her eye gets all
better. Hoomans are good at playing tricks on innocent little
kitties. When I let meowmie pet me one time she grabbed me and took
me in the house and put me in a big room all by myself. After the big
dark was over she put me in a box before she even gave me any
breakfast and put me in this big noisy thing that moved. When she
took me out I was in this strange place that smelled funny. Then this
other hooman took me and did all sorts of disgusting things to me. I
went to sleep and when I woke up they had shaved all the pretty fur
off my tummy and my tummy hurt. Meowmie said it was for my own good,
but I don't believe her. So you need to be careful of hoomans and not
trust them very far.
--
Nan and the furkids
A wise man talks because he has something to say;
a fool talks because he has to say something.