Thursday, 6 December 2007

mutter mutter

mutter mutter mutter . . . Ellen's hardly been home this week and I've been BORED. What does she mean by getting home so late every night? I mean, tonight it was after 11pm! And I get so HUNGRY while I'm waiting. And today I was LOCKED OUT by my stupid cat door which gets stuck sometimes, and it was a HOT DAY.

On the upside, I got to stay outside until 11pm tonight, which on a balmy night like tonight is way cool.

But now she tells me she's going away WITHOUT ME all weekend. And so I'll have to be more bored and rely on others to come and feed me. Geez.

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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Being locked out is the good side all right! I love being outside at night -- especially the insects. But I wish the neighbours wouldn't leave the big ugly tomcat out because then I have to yowl at him to get out of my yard and then people realise I'm out and then they insist that I come inside and stop making noise and then I have to either try to escape or be my usual amiable self (but I don't always want to be my usual amiable self) and then if I come inside and little red ratface is in I have to run for my life and then my night is ruined and all my fun is over. Humans! Really.

Anonymous said...

Being locked out is the good side all right! I love being outside at night -- especially the insects. But I wish the neighbours wouldn't leave the big ugly tomcat out because then I have to yowl at him to get out of my yard and then people realise I'm out and then they insist that I come inside and stop making noise and then I have to either try to escape or be my usual amiable self (but I don't always want to be my usual amiable self) and then if I come inside and little red ratface is in I have to run for my life and then my night is ruined and all my fun is over. Humans! Really.

Anonymous said...

Being locked out is the good side all right! I love being outside at night -- especially the insects. But I wish the neighbours wouldn't leave the big ugly tomcat out because then I have to yowl at him to get out of my yard and then people realise I'm out and then they insist that I come inside and stop making noise and then I have to either try to escape or be my usual amiable self (but I don't always want to be my usual amiable self) and then if I come inside and little red ratface is in I have to run for my life and then my night is ruined and all my fun is over. Humans! Really.

Anonymous said...

Ooh, I think I'm seeing triple. I'd better go lie down!