Everyone has been ill with the flu for the last couple of weeks, so I’m taking over the blog because it’s my chance to call for help.
I’ve been here over a year now, they “rescued” me you see.
In my last home I was bullied by the other cats. They were those nasty Siamese type cats and they were always picking on me. So when I came here, I thought things were on the up.
I skipped through the meadows with a spring in my step, happy to put all those nasty cats behind me.
Since then though, things have changed around here.
First of all, another small, noisy one turned up. Yes, yet another one that I am expected to entertain. Me, a children’s entertainer! Whoever heard of such nonsense?
The old dog who I was rather fond of went to the vets and never came back. I DO NOT trust those vets. Never have, never will.
And a few months later, along came a puppy. And a more awful creature I never did see. She keeps trying to play with me and when I bat her with my paw to tell her off, she bats me back. The cheek!
And as you can imagine, the large humans just don’t have as much time as they used to, what with all these small humans and canine beings needing to be taken care of.
So, I appear to have become a tea maid as well as a puppy sitter and a childminder.
Well, let me tell you I’ve had quite enough of it. You can only push a girl so far before it’s time to take a stand and my time has come.
I’ve heard that the RSPCA are looking for animal stories to let people know about their pet insurance page so I’m hoping that they will hear my story and come to my rescue.
I will wait in this comfortable bag to be collected. Please hurry.
If she’s honest, she’s just working up the confidence to play with the puppy and nine times out of ten, it’s the children who are forced to entertain the cat.
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