Mackrel
@mackrelcat
Tabby Cat. Do much more than hang about the ‘big couch’. Maybe one day one of my human assistants will be quick enough to get a picture of that.
For throwback Thursday. When I first arrived here in 2022. I was only meant to be here for a short stay. Neither I, or the humans, knew I was going to be with them for life. I was half the size and much less hairy. I made myself at home in a few hours.
One of the humans away again. 5 days this time. I’m enjoying my cushion spread on the wee couch but would rather they were here.
Not even all the talk of, or presentation of, spring toys will interrupt my completion of Monday.
Although, due to my incredible ability to lose them, the humans require a steady supply of spring toys. Or, they could just move the couches and get all the old ones.
The humans have no suitable measuring equipment to hand but they can confirm my tail is longer than a cardboard pint of Guinness. Why they have a cardboard pint of Guinness to hand is not for me to answer.
I wish the humans would stop referring to me as a prawn. I am a cat. Apex predator of spring toys and shoelaces.
This is how I’m ending the weekend. No worries, we will all have Monday completed in no time.
The humans left all the windows open to cool the house tonight. Then there was a flying insect. Now I’m too hot again. And the flying insect has not been fully dealt with so, that will need more attention.
So hot today. I did as little as possible. The humans brought me the fan but I’m not a fan of the fan. Wee bit cooler this evening.
This cushion is comfy but, too small. I like routine but, also like a selection of cushions. Think I prefer the old one.
Actually, this side of the cushion isn’t so bad. Showing the humans how to ride a bicycle.
You don’t have the skills to turn this cushion from under me human. So, I’ll make do. This incompetence won’t be forgotten though.
Due to human error, I am on the ‘wrong’ side of the cushion tonight. They say this side is not as comfy. I’ll be the judge of that.
