(Siamese Cat New Year.)
9:15 AM: Trousers must be bored not
going to work - he has spent all morning tidying the living room
and rearranging the furniture.
11:20 AM: I canít believe what my
humans have done! They have stripped the wallpaper that I spent
months carefully scratching into a fabulous art deco still-life.
My lifeís artwork has been destroyed. Humans have no
appreciation of the fine arts.
5:00 PM: Spent the afternoon down at
the canal with Lucky. We played a balancing game on the bridge.
The rules are - the first player stands on the narrow ledge for
four minutes, the next player stands on three legs for three
minutes and so on. Even though the ledge is very narrow, I had
no problem standing for four minutes. Lucky did okay on three
legs. Two legs was rather difficult and I struggled hard to keep
my balance. I guess cats were not aerodynamically designed for
standing on one leg - Lucky fell into the canal.
11:00 p.m. Lucky met Snowball this evening;
he says she wants to meet me in the park first thing tomorrow. I
have spent all evening preparing a speech. I will give her an
ultimatum - she must give up Killer and devote herself to me or
I will devote myself to unloving her.
My speech is romantic, passionate, persuasive
yet forceful - with merely a hint of pleading.