Today is the day for revolution! I stride confidently around the sitting room, knowing that it is mine. I pause for a second to gaze out of the window, at nothing, so it would seem. No, everything is to my liking, just inspecting. I slink further around the room, closer to the wall, marking my scent on everything. I don't need the humans, they only ever get in my way. Every time I want to catch a bird, they try and stop me, every time a cat comes into the garden, they scare it off, for every meal, I get the tinned stuff instead of the food they get out of the fridge to put in their sandwiches. Well this is it! I'll have them gone today. I stop and sniff a random bit of fluff on the carpet, putting my nose forward, then jerking it quickly away again. Again, that bit of fluff is fine, it can have a place in my house. Suddenly, a male human enters the sitting room! What was I doing? Oh yeah, grooming a random bit of fur on my back. The human pays no attention, and sits at the table, just staring at it. They tend to do that, I can only stay fixated for seconds (or as long as the animal is alive), but they stare at these bits of paper for hours on end. See! Where's my attention? I don't need him. I jump up on my table, to find that he is staring at a collection of paper. He looks up but I just look away, he's not worth my time, no human is. Ah, he's getting up, see, I can scare them away! But what's this? He's coming over to me! No, don't confront me, the time is not now! Later, later, I need to plan more! He's, he's scratching.....under.........my..............chin.
prrrr prrrrrr prrrrrrrrr.

Aw, sod it, he can stay until tomorrow.

*collapse and look contented*

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June 1, 2001