Casper

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Sunday, 13 May 2012

Busy Doing Nothing

Am I incensed today!

I was going about my business as usual taking a short cut run across the furniture to get to the play station when I remembered I had left some unfinished tuna on the kitchen work-top so in mid flight I did an about turn and retraced my steps across the settee and armchair , over the coffee table (OK so I knocked off a cup of coffee but it shouldn't have been there!) and back to the kitchen.

"What's the matter with that cat?" shouted two legs "He's always in a tear coat hurry."

Now there's a stupid statement if somebody tore their coat they would have to go to the vet man to have it stitched back together so there would be no hurry involved in that so why say something daft. I hadn't got time to argue the finer points of their dialect as I knew Sebastian would be after my tuna.

"Yes" she answered "It's not as if he ever does anything. Always busy doing nothing that cat!"

BUSY DOING NOTHING!!

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned round. I saw her face redden a bit - I think she knew she might have over stepped the mark with that comment but I was enraged.

I have to be up at 4 in the morning to go and play with two legs and then they lay in his arms while he snores back to sleep. Then I have to go and find where they have put my supper cum breakfast - all without putting a light on and disturbing them. I have to look after Max if he goes out the front because he doesn't always think about cars in the road. You see when he was young they didn't have cars and that so he is still not really used to traffic. Then I have to listen to his lectures. Then I usually have to have a fight or two with Sebastian. Then I have to have dinner. Then I have to go and see my sister, Then I have to tour the estate and check no-one has interefered with anything. then I have my social meetings. In between I have to fit in a  nap or two.

Busy doing nothing - they should try my life!

Anyway I stopped right where I was and glared at them. I put my really frightening face on and I was tempted to show my teeth and snarl a bit but I thought I had better not as the tuna tin was nearly empty and she had to open a new one for my tea,

It must have worked because he looked at me and said "Oh look he's trying to say sorry to you. Isn't he sweet!"

Don't they know how to wind you up.

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