Mom said I am a spoiled rotten little diva cat! That's true so what's the problem? Who made me that way?
Kitties! Sometimes I get fed with a spoon! Can you believe it? When I wasn't eating much, several times she got a spoon, put some fuds back in the can (I refuse the dish when I am being contrary) and she brings the spoon to me and offers my stinky goodness on a spoon. Of course I will eat it. I didn't eat my breakfast gooshey fuds today and while I ate my dry fuds, I refused my evening wet fuds too. Out came the spoon and I went right over to her.
I have been very purry and loving to brother and to her but I haven't played hardly at all for three days. I lay about and sleep a lot. That's not what she's used to so she started to worry. (sheesh, mom, chill!) So when I fell asleep with my just picked up brown big furry rat still in my arms, she worried some more that I couldn't stay awake. She got on the phone since I wasn't any fun and as she was talking I came trotting fast toward her with my pizza in my mouth. I laid to on the floor between us. Then I went in to munch more dry fuds...came out hopping with my back in the air, stomped on the red heart mousie, got into my tunnel and told her to stop paying so much attention to me! You worry too much about me Mom, after several years of Admiral being sick. I'll be fine.