I'm Working Again!

No really it's not a bad job this time.

You see my sister's personal shoppers have gone away. They've gone to this funny place made out of plastic bricks and I heard the mini two legs telling my personal shopper that there were lots of rides there. I thought it sounded pretty cool and I guessed my sister was going with them then I heard all the talk about my personal shopper looking after my sister as well. I thought that sounds a good idea - she can come and stay with me and we can send Max and Sebastian round there to look after the house there but NO!

The two legs go off morning and night to feed my sister and talk to her and play games and all the stuff two legs like to do. Then I go round and she lets me in through her hole in the door and we sit there and talk about rats and mice and spiders and flies and all the good things we like to eat and play with. She gets a bit lonely so the company is good for her and I think she learns from what I tell her.

My sister isn't as well versed in the hunting traits as I am - but then she is a girl and girl cats don't do that sort of thing. They usually stay at home and look after the little cats make a nice home for us hunters to come home to after a long day hunting. Everyone has their palace and each place is just as important as the next one; it's just knowing your place that's sometimes the problem.

I have been trying to work out my two legs' place and that is difficult. Like I told you they must be important for all those people to come into their TV box every night and then I sometimes wonder what they really do. They don't seem to have an organised and routine to life like I do. Then, again, I am a rather unique fellow.