NEVER OVER INDULGE!
After a long night, a very, very long night, where Faith kept Momma awake with invisible flies until 2am and the timer going off in the kitchen at 4.34am and the neighbours dogs barking at 6am, it was time to get up!
Mr. Zeus had spotted an old collar used when he could go in the garden and he wanted to wear it because it signifies wanting to 'go' in the garden! You see Momma has been painting on the sides of the kitten box and the CatPod is off bounds, so Mr. Zeus thought by wearing his collar it might give him a 'garden pass'. It didn't! ManSlave was busy in the kitchen and because Mr. Zeus was being so cute, he let him 'help himself' to the biscuits whilst we were sleeping. He over indulged himself, something he never normally does, but he had been peeky with his Flu Jab so was making up for lost time.
1hr later, there is an unfamiliar sound coming from the lounge, on top of the cat post. it's Mr.Zeus deciding that he really didn't need all that food in one munching and allowed it to vacate his body the way it went in. Lovely. All down the cream cat post, the wall, the windowsill, the floor - everywhere! That was it, I was awake like a flash. The smell of food invading my nostrils. Momma runs to the kitchen to get the 'Juan Sheet' kitchen roll. I, in an instant flash of starvation devour all of the above and am licking my lips by the time she arrived with sprays, carpet cleaner, steamer & 'Juan Sheet'. I see her eyes flash - Oh no, that's not a good sign, I am in trouble, but my self preservation kicks in and my stomach is by no way near full and I YAWP, "any more?" She sweeps me up, puts me in the en-suite with a litter tray, bowl of water and a prison bed. I YAWP and YAWP until I am a little hoarse! Momma leaves the house to count to 10! You see, I am on these very expensive pills for my tummy and I have just ruined a whole weeks hard graft, but I don't care, my YAWPING hole is empty and I shall fill it as I see fit. Woe betide any one that stands in the way of me and my food! Well, I am not in my prison for long and as soon as I get a reprieve, I remember where a little biscuit had fallen behind the radiator, I bet the Parentals missed that one. I head in that direction and get me a free snack. I will never stop until my tummy explodes.
KS =^..^=
After a long night, a very, very long night, where Faith kept Momma awake with invisible flies until 2am and the timer going off in the kitchen at 4.34am and the neighbours dogs barking at 6am, it was time to get up!
Mr. Zeus had spotted an old collar used when he could go in the garden and he wanted to wear it because it signifies wanting to 'go' in the garden! You see Momma has been painting on the sides of the kitten box and the CatPod is off bounds, so Mr. Zeus thought by wearing his collar it might give him a 'garden pass'. It didn't! ManSlave was busy in the kitchen and because Mr. Zeus was being so cute, he let him 'help himself' to the biscuits whilst we were sleeping. He over indulged himself, something he never normally does, but he had been peeky with his Flu Jab so was making up for lost time.
1hr later, there is an unfamiliar sound coming from the lounge, on top of the cat post. it's Mr.Zeus deciding that he really didn't need all that food in one munching and allowed it to vacate his body the way it went in. Lovely. All down the cream cat post, the wall, the windowsill, the floor - everywhere! That was it, I was awake like a flash. The smell of food invading my nostrils. Momma runs to the kitchen to get the 'Juan Sheet' kitchen roll. I, in an instant flash of starvation devour all of the above and am licking my lips by the time she arrived with sprays, carpet cleaner, steamer & 'Juan Sheet'. I see her eyes flash - Oh no, that's not a good sign, I am in trouble, but my self preservation kicks in and my stomach is by no way near full and I YAWP, "any more?" She sweeps me up, puts me in the en-suite with a litter tray, bowl of water and a prison bed. I YAWP and YAWP until I am a little hoarse! Momma leaves the house to count to 10! You see, I am on these very expensive pills for my tummy and I have just ruined a whole weeks hard graft, but I don't care, my YAWPING hole is empty and I shall fill it as I see fit. Woe betide any one that stands in the way of me and my food! Well, I am not in my prison for long and as soon as I get a reprieve, I remember where a little biscuit had fallen behind the radiator, I bet the Parentals missed that one. I head in that direction and get me a free snack. I will never stop until my tummy explodes.
KS =^..^=
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