27 September 2012
I own two cats. A girl who is black & white and we call her Little Miss, and the there is my boy who we call Bozley.
I rescued these two from the RSPCA and lets put it this way, thank god I did. These beautiful animals spent their first days of life treated quite badly and it makes my mind boggle why us humans are so wicked to animals. Don't feel too sorry for them thou, now they live with me they are treated like gods.
I came home from work yesterday to find Bozley fast asleep on my bed in quite a human pose. He awoke from him slumber to be treated with a stroke and a cuddle from me. I then went to the kitchen where I prepared his dinner which he thoroughly enjoyed. Little Miss doesn't eat much so Bozley ate her food too. I then cooked my own dinner where they both pestered me for my food. I then sat down to watch some rubbish TV and upon my lap appears Bozley waiting for his 4 hour stroking session. I then went to bed where he joined me for 30 mins nudging me and demanding more attention from me when all I need to do is sleep.
Woke up this morning and repeated the feeding ritual, and now he is asleep on the bed again.
I think what I'm trying to say is that apart from sleeping and eating and receiving unconditional love I'm slightly jealous about my cats. These animals have nowt to do and the Internet claim that a cat can sleep for around 17 hours a day. They don't need to work, pay bills, or contribute to anything. They are responsible for nothing, and yet receive everything a human could wish for....food, love, shelter, TV, & sleep.
Now that's a cats life.....amazing!:)x
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