lemmy255

Todays journal will be written by my cat:

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Sorry, lent on the keys. Awoke this morning at 5am and discovered that for some reason I had not been fed. After a little judicious face prodding and a well-placed claw in the armpit the situation was rectified; although some of the language was a little colourful, the feeding occurred and that was the important thing. Feeling still a little hungry I was surprised to find I couldnt open the bedroom door to tell anyone due to a pillow blocking it. Decided to fill to time with my favourite noisy toy. Could hear more swearing but at least the pillow moved. Some how it now covered his head so I had to work the feet and ankles.

After a while I got bored of being outside. It wasnt really my idea but I didnt get much choice in the matter. Still it did give the chance to eat some grass otherwise Id never of managed to throw up in the living room later. Any-hoo must go, theres still some fabric on the corner of the sofa I need to remove.


I love my cat, I really do.