Not much happening on the pen front except the male human had some difficulty getting an ink cartridge into a Moonman pen. Hard words were said about defective filling systems and modern pens. I retired under the desk until the air became a little less blue.
He was up at six this morning and I came in and deigned to eat some food. I checked out the apartment to be sure it was all still there, then asked out again because it was dark and still time for cat adventures.
I returned at 8:30 and yelled for food. He said, “But I fed you at six.” My reply was (if the yells were translated), “This is my usual time for coming in and I always get fed. Any change in my usual routine will lead to increased yelling.” I got my second breakfast and this is a ploy I will salt away for future use.
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G’day, Tuppence. My human tin-opener keeps muttering about ’emotional blackmail eyes’. Have you any idea what this means? Cheerio from your mate, Decimus.
Good work, Decimus! Keep it up.
Tuppence, the peoples just don’t understand. There is a natural order of things and second breakfast is very important. We must do the things we do when we do them. Otherwise it could be cat-o-strophic.
That’s a good one!