“Come on Cuddles. Mummy loves you. Come here and have some treats.”
I know a cat’s life is seen as great, but I was fed up with her, with her made-up eyes picking me up for a ‘cuddle’. Cats are predators and explorers. I wanted to be like Percy - Big, Bold and a REAL CAT.
I could tolerate it no longer. Tonight was the night for a REAL life. I decided to eat the treats before I made the break to avoid suspicion.
“Ooo – Cuddles. You shouldn’t eat so quickly, you know you’ll get indigestion.”
Stupid woman. I’m off.
Through the cat flap, over the wall. Oh no, I knocked off two flowerpots.
I stopped dead outside of Percy’s window and let out a loud yell to let him know I had arrived. Come on Percy, where are you. Tonight’s the night when we go off across the gardens and to adventures beyond.
The window opened, a large arm came out and WHAM, a stick came down on my back. Not quite what I had planned. WHAM WHAM.
I limped back, just managing the wall and pushed my way through the cat flap. I made my way to that inviting bowl of freshly cooked chicken and took a mouthful. My back hurt, I could see her approaching.
“Oh my God what have you done Cuddles”, she shrieked.
How could I tell her about Percy, the plan to escape which now seemed a little foolish? I gave a weak meow and gazed into her blue eyes.
“Those flowerpots must have fallen on you. I’m so sorry I put them there, Cuddles. It’s all my fault.” As tears came from her blue eyes, drips of black mascara landed on me.
Perhaps I should forget the idea of a double life.
I know a cat’s life is seen as great, but I was fed up with her, with her made-up eyes picking me up for a ‘cuddle’. Cats are predators and explorers. I wanted to be like Percy - Big, Bold and a REAL CAT.
I could tolerate it no longer. Tonight was the night for a REAL life. I decided to eat the treats before I made the break to avoid suspicion.
“Ooo – Cuddles. You shouldn’t eat so quickly, you know you’ll get indigestion.”
Stupid woman. I’m off.
Through the cat flap, over the wall. Oh no, I knocked off two flowerpots.
I stopped dead outside of Percy’s window and let out a loud yell to let him know I had arrived. Come on Percy, where are you. Tonight’s the night when we go off across the gardens and to adventures beyond.
The window opened, a large arm came out and WHAM, a stick came down on my back. Not quite what I had planned. WHAM WHAM.
I limped back, just managing the wall and pushed my way through the cat flap. I made my way to that inviting bowl of freshly cooked chicken and took a mouthful. My back hurt, I could see her approaching.
“Oh my God what have you done Cuddles”, she shrieked.
How could I tell her about Percy, the plan to escape which now seemed a little foolish? I gave a weak meow and gazed into her blue eyes.
“Those flowerpots must have fallen on you. I’m so sorry I put them there, Cuddles. It’s all my fault.” As tears came from her blue eyes, drips of black mascara landed on me.
Perhaps I should forget the idea of a double life.