It’s early morning. I’m awake for a change. My human is asleep. I want attention. I want to play. So I start verbalizing my need.
I raise my voice. The cover scrunch. I up my voice. A respond.
I complain some more and get shushed at, more irritated than before. Suddenly the entertainment box awakes. It wasn’t me. My human gets up and I’m like “woooow, that’s what it takes” and begin to chase around her legs for some action.
The entertainment box is silenced and my human returns to bed.
Now I’m frustrated. It is time to get up, to play, to cuddle, to eat tuna. But I get nothing. Then something completely unexpected happens – the bedroom door is shut – in my face! I shout WOE IS MEEEEEE. It didn’t help.
When my human finally got up I got some tuna. Everything is now forgiven and forgotten. By the way… have any of you fellow kitties tried the human food … yoohghuuurrt? It’s… milky… and it comes in different colours and tastes… different than milk. Sometimes it’s blue, sometimes red and sometimes purple. I just love it. If only I could get a canister of my own. The dollops I get are small.
I could probably teach my human to give me more. I just need some time.