Kitties and woofies, I am too naughty. Just I have a racket going with my tiny little meows and sweet sounds. Mom may get annoyed with me sometimes but never mad because I am cute and small and feminine. I get away with ANYTHING, kitties.
Here is a badge my brother made for me. He also knows how naughty I can be and I can't always charm everyone all the time. I think he sees through me.
How am I naughty you may ask? I told you about it really. I have a huge carpeted cat tree, three tall scratching posts, three cardboard scratchers, 1 scratch mat, and a track ball with a scratchy place in the center. I use each and every one of these but I still scratch the carpet..and a lot too.
Also, for a girl cat, I have terrible awful aim. Mom had to clean up many a puddle of you-know-what off the floor where my litter box is. She used puppy pads, different litters..but it was my incredibly bad aim. How in the world I got into the habit of just standing in the box and letting fly, I don't know. Not EVEN a tiny squat. I know, TMI. Finally mom got a clue and got a covered box BUT she has to separate it every day and clean the accumulated wiz from all around where the two halves come together. No aim, kitties. Not even a little. AND while in the box I have gone in to where I am facing the BACK of the box and let loose...do I have to draw a picture here?
AND I scare the hair off mom's head by attempting to get on the stove so she has to try to take measures to guard me while the stove cools in case she doesn't see me trying again.
But when I come into a room after a nap making tiny little sweetest sounds..she's melted butter in my paws as I aim for her and jump up to head butt and snuggle. I let her pick me up whenever she wants and I am limp with trust. *then I go scratch the dickens outta the carpet!*
Oh. No horking since mom started giving me just under a half a 3 oz. can of wet food. No more. Maybe my warm shiny glossy belly was too full?
Those are a few of my confessions. There will be more. xoxox