|I spent too much time on the Feline Farmacy website this morning which seemed to confirm my suspicion that I was in the throes of some virulent mutation of cat flu that threatens to destroy the entire domestic cat population of the world. After mewing pititiously I retired to my secret hideout to contemplate my imminent death. |
After a couple of hours of self reflection (cats don't have navels) and fevered sleep, I awoke. What relief, spared from death and the aroma of poaching fish wafting up from the kitchen.
For this great miracle of survival I rose from my sickbed and offered up a hairball in thanks.
I feel invinsible but I must pretend to a little feebleness or the poached fish will be replaced with more awful catfood.
Feeling rough (pawly).
owners have forgotten about my annual jab and although it isn't normally something I would welcome, it's absence is making me worried. I have just googled 'cat flu' and it is terrifying.
Must find a drawer to hide in until the threat of viral cotangion has passed.
|Recent health scare merely hypochondria following Tuesday's chimney episode. Premature ageing and emphysema down to inhalation of soot cloud rather than any chronic underlying health conditions. |
Feeling slightly guilty that the daughter of the house took all the blame for the soot incident .
forgot to mention vacuum cleaners and vegetarian food on my hate list.
please excuse me while I eat, sleep, wash etc.
Tyranny, injustice, cruelty, clowns, destruction of our environment and smelly armpits are pretty objectionable but these are the things Currently at the top of my hate list:
3. The sound of the cutlery being unloaded out of the dishwasher
the Katie Perry song that sounds like curlery being unloaded out of the dishwasher.
Suffering from soot inhalation and 'bad kitty' remorse following rather ill advised chimney exploration episode.