Well she did something stupendous! See this thing? All my evening meal spread over it and she expects me to engage with it!
She got it from a cat living on the sixth floor, a certain Dolly. Apparently Dolly didn’t like it and neither do I so far.
Of course I’ll be eating all the kibbles off it. I’ll eat kibbles however and whenever they come.
Nope, I’m telling a lie there.
One Saturday the old woman came home from shopping with a blue top. There’s a couple of holes in it where she pushes a few kibbles into the top of the top. And there’s this gold tingaling thing hanging in it.
That’s me studying it. So far it’s just easier to force the old woman to work it, and eat the kibbles as they roll out.
She’s wising up to me, though. she’s letting me starve, not reacting to any of my hints about getting more kibbles out. Soon I will have to ‘engage’ either with the blue top or with the castle.
Or with her. Her feet, for instance. Make her run to the kibble tin.
Rita de Heer 