Last week, Nick and Kate went on a little holiday. That's why I haven't been blogging so much lately. Their friend Fiona came to stay with me, and helped me write this post. Sorry that it's late...
My beans have been ‘on the mainland’ for the last few days (that’s what us Tassiecats call the rest of Australia). They recruited their friend Fiona to be protectorchef while they’re away. I can’t believe they still don’t realise that I am mancat enough to feed and defend myself.
Things got off to a bad start with Fiona. She came around with a big and littlebean and the littlebean said rude things about me. (“He sounds like a baby.” I did not sound like a baby - I was merely informing Fiona of my heartfelt desire to go outside.) They looked at a wad of paper Kate had left then went WITHOUT LETTING ME OUTSIDE. How am I supposed to maintain my mancat status if I’m denied the opportunity to battle the othercats?! Then the next evening she returned AND STILL REFUSED TO LET ME OUTSIDE.
Thank goodness there’s been lots of food and water and Nick and Kate’s underbed. That’s all I can say.
NB Things picked up with Fiona. The next morning Fiona relented and let me outside, so I had some goodtimes lying in the sun and keeping an eye on things.
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