Hello everyone. I hope you’re all well. Be careful of that virus thing – it’s still around, you know.
Do you remember in my last blog I told you Leo was bored owing to the bad weather and would probably be hatching plans? Well, he has.
I don’t hatch anything, that’s for those bird things. I simply do. I am producing a treatise on “The Feline Self”.
Treats! Leo is making treats? I’m confused. What has the feline self got to do with it? We both know all about that, obviously.
Oh my giddy paw! Treatise not treats! Why does the White Delight always think about food?
We may know about the feline self but do they? Clearly not, because our requests are only met about 50% of the time.
That’s true. Sadly, Waitrose hasn’t delivered any mice yet.
That was always suspect…. Coming back to my treatise, there are chapters on:
Voice commands: what they mean and how to respond (immediately, of course, but with what tone of voice?)
The inner workings of the feline brain and how to avoid annoying its precious being (never, never even think about removing a cat from a chair, for example)
Tail gestures: responding to different types of flicks…..
What do you mean? Stop!
I’m in the middle of telling the White Delight about my treatise and he’s interrupting me!
Your treatise won’t be necessary. Waitrose has listened to us. There’s a mouse in this cupboard!
Waitrose got something wrong. We didn’t order a young, fast mouse. We wanted a fatter, slower one. It must have been a substitute. We missed it and it’s probably out in the garden, now.
Love
Leo and Simba xxx