I ended yesterday’s story with the cat ornament that my people kept on top of the kitchen cabinets. That ornament was up there for a long time after my people brought me home. I don’t know much about how long time is, but my person says that ornament was up there for ten months.
It was so long that I forgot about it even being there. My person said it would sometimes come down to eat or do its business, but I never saw it come down.
Then one day that cat got tired of hanging around up there and decided to come down in broad daylight. And it turned out it wasn’t an ornament at all.
I got to meet Scratchy, the cat who lives at my house. I was really excited because now I had someone new to play with.
But Scratchy didn’t want to play with me.
I tried everything.
I even learned about cat claws. They hurt.
Scratchy became the bane of my existence.
And all I wanted to do was play.
Maybe we could put Scratchy back on top of those cabinets and get a more playful floor cat.