Furball Frankie

Something BIG has happened in my home. There's something new - something that wasn't there before. It's a very tall thing - possibly taller than my hooman - with lots of bits sticking out... and it's so shiny! My hooman has got me a giant toy. I wants to pounce on it. Or climb it. I'm not sure which to do first. It looks like a tree. Maybe it has squirrels in it! I must sniff it. I must paw it. Then I must decide on a plan of action. I shall report back on my findings.

I has been enjoying my new blankie more and more. It's definitely my favourite napping spot. It makes me very happy... partly because it takes me back to kittenhood. It makes me remember my mum. In particular it makes me remember how I used to push against her tummy with my little feets, to get more milk. I used to press up and down, up and down. So before I settles down for naps on my blankie, I does this - to calm me down and make me think of kittenhood: I gently presses up and down with my little feets. I usually purr too, as I has a happy. My hooman asks me if I'm 'making biscuits'. I don't know what he means, but am happy to accept him stroking my head and my back.

I has been looking at my bloggings. I has a tired. I has written 122 bloggings. My little furry paws are worn out. My little catty brain hurts. Sometimes it's a struggle to know just what to write to all the kitties and hoomans out there. Actually, it's not that hard - everything that cats do is interesting. In fact, I'm going to rest my tired paws now and eat some biscuits. Then I might stretch and run into the hooman's napping quarters for no reason whatsoever.

I has found a nice new napping spot - a very specific one. I think it comes from Coco's hooman, Karen . I seem to remember her bringing it round. I was having a semi-nap (loaf position, eyes open) in my hooman's napping quarters, when he came over to me and made that stoopid 'mwah' noise on my head. Then he said 'Look, Frankie! Look at this!' He put down a soft looking purple thing - a blanket. It looked nice and cosy, and fuzzy. I got up, did a biiiiiiiiig stretch, walked over to it, and sniffed it. Then I stood on it and walked round in circles a few times. Then I flomped down onto it. It was very soft. I had a happy. I blinked my approval at my hooman... and had a proper nap.

Hoomans has so many strange things they do - so many strange behaviours. My hooman, in particular, has some very odd ones. One of them is that he likes to sing random songs to me, hoping that I'll know what he's on about. Here are some of them: 'Frankie, do you remember me? Frankiiiiiiiie!' (of course I remembers him - he feeds me and scoops up my poo) 'Oh Frankie chops, Frankie chops, Frankie all the way - oh what fun it is to ride on a one cat open sleigh!' 'It must be cats, cats, cats... it must be cats, cats, cats - nothing more, nothing less, Frankie's the besssssst' 'Frankie, Frankie, Frankie the little caaaaaaat - you come and go, you come and gooo-oooo!' 'We wish you a merry Catmas, we wish you a merry Catmas, we wish you a merry Catmas, and a happy new Frankie!' I have absolutely no idea what he means. Sometimes I blinks at him. Sometimes I runs into another room to get away from him. Odd creature.  

I has had a troubling aftenoon. I has been lost in deep thoughts - important thoughts. My little catty brain has been contemplating: Will I ever catch the red dot? What is the point in water? I know I needs it, but why does it taste of nothing? Why isn’t there chicken-flavoured water? How does my hooman cope with only 8 hours of naps? I simply cannot function on less than 16. Why walk on 2 legs? Surely 4 legs give more balance. How do birds and squirrels wash themselves? Why do hoomans eat lots of green things? I only occasionally nibbles a plant if I has a bored, or a sick. Why do only some creatures fly? Why aren't hooman claws retractable? Is it possible to survive without belly rubs? Why don't dogs seem to have any dignity? You has to at least pretend not to like you hooman sometimes. Why aren't there more boxes in the world? Why... I has a tired. Naps needed.