Mew MEw furiends,
Yoo thought that title meant I was being trained, didn't you?? SIlly Hoomins. I have been working on training my hoomin slaves. They are my third set of slaves and I must say they are the most trainable of them all. My Daddy likes to sit in my chair--the one closest to woodstove. I do not mind this as he is quite a nice pillow, but I do mind when he thinks he can move me. I am pleased to report that this is happening much less often. He just calls for the other slave to help him or she picks me up and snuggles me when Dad leaves.
My Meowmie is very trainable. I wish I'd met her earlier in my 16 years. Life would have been much easier! Last night, I convinced her I was in great pain, possibly dying. I let out the most gosh-awful, loud, heart-piercing yowls you've ever heard! (I'd be happy to offer lessons to younger kitties in how to yowl. I purrfer payment in nip!) What was all my yowling about? MY water bowl was empty. She says it's a dog bowl, but I disagree, it's mine. I do not care that there are at least 4 other bowls around. I only drink from that one and it should be kept full at all times. The hoomin slave filled the bowl very quickly. After I finished drinking, she held me for a long time. She said something about me "scaring the daylights out of her" so she couldn't go back to sleep!
One of her hoomin furiends gave her a kitty carrier. It looks like a baby snuggly,but it's for ME! Now she can carry me all the time and not fall behind in her other chores. She hasn't taken any picture of that yet!
Yup, I think I'll keep this set of slaves! This is working out great!
PUrrs
Kasha
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