Call the Cat Rescue Services! I have been unceremoniously dumped in another house! I am stuck here!
My woman says I should not be such a pussy, and that it is only for a fortnight at most, but I cannot get out!
Every time she takes that old smelly Gina for a walk I try to sneak in between the dog's legs, but the woman keeps me back every time. She has even stuck her wellington in my face!
She has put a litter tray in a room upstairs, the shame! I have to bury my stuff by digging it in. Never mind that she says she has bought the most expensive Canadian litter tray stuff and that she might as well have put in nuggets of gold instead...It is undignified!
And do you know what is bugging me as well? I can see all kind of cats walking past my jail window. There's a red&white one which looks interesting, young and feisty. And an old black&white one who looks over the hill and boring. And a sexy white one I wouldn't mind getting to know a lot better. And a grey one who looks as though she gets kicked around a lot. And they all stare in at me. How utterly humiliating.
Obviously I make my demands known. At night I howl a bit, and jump onto my woman's face a couple of times, and pull her hair, and scratch the doors. But she pretends she can't hear or feel me.
There's a garden at the back of this house, but it might as well be on the moon.
I miss my fish!
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