interesting change of events today. the caretaker is actually home and not out getting food for me like he usually does all day. at first i was confused, then annoyed by his laziness. but supposedly, according to his incessant whining, he's dying from something called 'cold'. i don't know what he's talking about. it feels just fine in here to me. put on a sweater and go find my food, bitch.
i would like to pose a question to all caretakers out there who have 'cold': what is with all the boxes of treats you won't share with your cats? my caretaker has been eating these little blue treats all day knowing full well that avogadro loves her treats but never offers me any. and the smelly jar of goo. what the fuck is that? repulsive. i can't go anywhere near caretaker's lap because he puts that stuff under his nose all the time. i just don't get it.
anyway, nap today was good. about 4 hours. would've been longer had caretaker not been home shuffling about. i finished re-reading a book last night (under the bed where caretaker can't see me). it always amazes me how you always find new things when you read something again a few years later. it makes me wonder how you would handle situations you dealt with years ago if you had to do it again. i think your brain gets into a rutine and only notices and bases thought processes on certain things at the time.
i don't know what the hell i'm talking about. time to go chase the invisible thing on the carpet!
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Oh my, Avogadro, you certainly do have some strong, valid opinions. I can't believe caretaker would do that to you????
I promise to bring you some "treats" (we call them over-the-counter drugs) the next time I see you.
Until then,
Kat
i prefer turkey flavored over-the-counter drugs, then. preferably the ones shaped like actual drumsticks. i will also accept turkey&chicken flavors. however, if you try to feed me tuna flavor, i will just look at you.
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