CUPBOARD DOOR!!!!!! Runrunrunrunrunrunrunrun stop. *weave around human's legs and purr*
"No smudge, this isn't for you."
I look up still, pretending not to understand.
"Silly cat, it's not even dinner time yet."

He tries to walk over to his plate, but I run alongside, trying to trip him up on the way, so I can steal the spoils of his hunt. What does he expect me to do? The pride should share the kill, shouldn't they? He's taking no notice of me, so it's on to the continuous meowing:

mrow.
mrow.
mrow.
mrow.

No, even that won't work today, he's obviously very hungry. I'll stay, though, and look up with hopeful eyes, watching every mouthful he takes. He's off! Slammed the door in my face! Now I definitely won't be able to get any. Oh well, little does he know I got last night's leftovers from the bin. Useless human.

Copyright © Smudge
June 3, 2001

PS: I caught the humans at something last night. They were lying together and they didn't even have collars on. I thought they were fighting but they were useless at it, didn't even throw a punch, not even the male. No wonder the female always gets her way.