Lots of hooman

My hooman seems to have been around a lot.

He's been around today, all of yesterday, and all of the day before that.
And I think he'll be around tomorrow, as he's normally put his stuff in his red bag by now if he's going to be out.

I likes having my hooman around - lots of treats and scritches - but I'd quite like some me time too.

I'd like to lick my bum in peace.

I'd like to wander around and meow at the furniture.

I'd like to rip things to shreds with my claws without being shouted at.

I'd like to run from room to room, at random, without my hooman questioning this.

We'll see what tomorrow brings.
I think he should allow me some catty time though.




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