Or … what happens when you forget Ginger Cat Appreciation Day!
Good meowning to you all.
It’s Miss Fleur here, and if I look a bit miffed, there is a very good reason.
Mama forgot all about Ginger Cat Appreciation Day, which was on Friday.
I urge you all to mark it in your calendars right meow, so that no other ginger kitty has to suffer this indignity, ever again: Ginger Cat Appreciation Day is on 1 September.
So here I was, looking forward to a day full of attention and treats, but instead – Mama rushed out the door to attend the Click Digital Expo and I was LEFT. ON. MY. OWN.
Well, I was not impurr-essed, let me tell you.
I came up with the purr-fect plan for revenge – I would not let this opportunity go to waste, I would do all the naughty things that I could.
I started out by chewing on an indoor plant.
But then I remembered this is not just any indoor plant, it’s my cat grass. And I’m supposed to chew on it regularly.
Clearly, I was more upset than I thought!
Instead, I turned my attention to the pot plant near the front door …
and had lots of fun playing in the dirt.
But that was just the start.
I got into lots of places that I’m not normally allowed.
Up on the tall boy …
On the book shelf …
Exploring the bathroom cupboard …
Mama’s scarf drawer …
The hallway closet …
Meh. There’s no thrill if there’s nobody around to see it.
I wandered into Mama’s office, to practise giving Mama the stink eye for when she came home.
But that was pretty boring, so I amused myself by clawing the back of the office chair.
Normally, Mama would yell at me for this and threaten to smack my little tushie. But she wasn’t there. So it just wasn’t the same.
I pawsed for a cat nap.
When I woke up, I saw Mama had left some of her favourite things out on her desk.
So I carried them away, one by one, to my favourite hidey-hole (under Daddy’s side of the bed).
A necklace …
A packet of Maltesers …
A little teddy …
Mama’s water bottle …
I retired to my cardboard box to plot my next move, and had a little chew while I was at it.
Chewing is great kitty therapy and stress relief, even if Mama always jokes I should start my own business: “Fleur’s Confetti Company … purr-sonally made for you”.
Pondering and chewing is tiring, so I curled up for a cat nap on Mama’s bed.
When I woke up I was full of energy! I raced through the house full pelt. Furniture? I wasn’t going to let a couch or two stand in my way!
I landed in the curtains, what fun to claw at them and play!
I looked out the window, plotting my escape. That would serve Mama right, fancy forgetting Ginger Cat Appreciation Day. But alas the house was locked up tight.
So I started eating the dried flower arrangement on the coffee table, just because I could.
I ignored Mama when she came home at dinner time. I walked away, showing her my butt hole.
I’m pretty sure she got the message, but just in case … when she wanted to cuddle and watch TV that night, guess what I did?!
I bite her!
But after that I decided we were even.
I might be a naughty little kitty at times, but I really do love my Mama – as you can see …
With love and cat snot kisses,
Miss Fleur x .