It's Sunday again and my nostrils have been awoken to the smell of Summer Lamb roasting in the Oven. I can tell it's Summer Lamb as it smells a tad more goaty in the kitchen. I was in a deep sleep, contemplating life when the aroma hit me and even though my body wasn't fully awake my senses were. It has made me all excited and I can't stop running about the house shouting for the others to get up and come and smell the smell. You see, with the Parentals having been full of bugs and stuff, it is the first Roast Dinner since Xmas Day - so it's worth celebrating don't you think?
Well, I raced off to Tell Mr.Zeus, but there was something in the way that he looked at me this morning that made me edgy, so I Thwakked him a big Thwak and he ran like a whirlwind around the house. I think it's his tail that makes me want to chase him more and more, he fluffs it out and just runs blind with this foxy bushy tail following him and it's that I believe that turns a little light Thwakking into a household game! Well this morning, that very game got out of hand as Faith joined in, but not just chasing Mr.Zeus but laid into me as well. For a low violence cat, she can't half pack a Thwak or two. She won't let up now and is pursuing everyone with blown up fur, whirlygig eyes and a voice on it like a banshee. OMC! Her hormones are still raging and she is skittering about, thrashing everyone and protecting Lillibet (at the same time as telling her off for being so clingy!) Lillibet is cowered on Momma's lap and Faith keeps running between us and her. "RIGHT" said Momma in a large voice. Everyone stands like statues, mid hiss and spit. She swoops the screaming Faith up, Faith is shouting foul language at Momma, Momma talks to her in a firm voice and Faith squeaks in between screaming at anyone that dares to move! She is put in the 'Kitten Room with Lillibet'. Momma has peeled Mr.Zeus from the windowsill where he was hiding, head first like an Ostrich, under the curtain - totally invisible to the naked eye of course! I on the other hand, because I feel so frisky, am YAWPING at to top of my lungs because I can't understand why I have been ignored when it was my fault! I don't get Parentals, am I not supposed to get a telling off for being a vindictive little monkey? Nope, apparently, we are only rewarded for good actions in our house, positive reinforcement they call it... well let me reinforce this..... I WANT WHAT I WANT AND I WANT IT NOW! Whatever it may be... Fluffy tail, more kibble, a lamb roast, Momma all to my self with out some little chocolate drop kitten cellotaped to her 24/7! YAWP YAWP YAWP