Day 6

Today I did 'sociable.' Maid took me outside on my halter and lead. She then sat on the wall as I sat on the grass in the cold winter sunshine at the front of Tom Cat Towers as various humans walked by giving me admiring looks and making comments as to how exquisitely beautiful I am.

DumptyMaid commented that I am on a new diet which I seem to have taken to very well. One lady stroked me which I really do object to. You never know where humans have been!

Postie came by with some fan mail for Willi Whizkas and he stroked my gorgeous soft grey fur saying what a wonderful pair of mittens I would make. I was complimented that he saw me as a potential fashion item.

I enjoyed sitting in the sunshine, however, I then had to be picked up and bought inside as I do not do grass or walking on tarmac. My delicate paws are intended to walk only on the finest wool carpets.

I then sat the dining table watching the blackbirds in the garden as Maid read Willi’s fan mail aloud to him. He just yawned and fell asleep which I thought was incredibly rude. Any mail I receive I make a point of sitting with Maid ensuring a reply is sent by the next post. I have impeccable manners due to my superior breeding of course. I did get Christmas presents sent to me and I was chuffed to get mainly Culpeper catnip mice and I have made sure that my thank-you letters have been sent out by Maid.

After such a busy afternoon Maid escorted me to my duvet, she then poured some kibbles out onto my buffet bar and left me to eat them before a good stretch and a comatose snooze.

Maid’s version

I took Dumpty out into the front garden on her halter and lead as it was quite a sunny day, albeit a bit chilly. She doesn’t do much as her eyesight is very poor, but she likes to sit on the wall or the grass with me as the world passes by. She never has shown any interest in going outside on her own. She’s just a lazy lady who likes to snooze away the days inside.

In the summer she sometimes sits outside on a static lead in the shade of the back garden by the pond. As long as she can see me, she’s happy. She tends to panic if left outside on her own. She sometimes like to walk round the garden if I’m cuddling her, she loves to listen to the birds chattering in the trees.


 

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