Furball Frankie

I is not a silly kitty. I is a very clever kitty. I knows how to make the most of situations. In this new house in particular I know how to do this. The floor is nice and soft, which means maximum flomps for me. I can flomp from pretty much any standing position, then appreciate the softness. But it also has other advantages. My hooman cannot resist giving me belly rubs when I've flomped and my belly is all exposed. This is perfect on the nice soft floor, because I can just roll back and forth and still be comfy. So I shows one bit of my belly, then, when I've had enough rubs on that bit, I roll over, with a 'mrrrrp', and show the other half of my belly. I get all the rubs on that bit...then I rolls back. It's great. I get absolutely maximum belly rubs. Happy.

I don't think I has posted on here in a while. I's been too busy exploring. Something strange happened. My hooman took us from our usual home, took me in the vroom vroom...and suddenly let me out into a room in a strange house. I had a confused...and lots of sniffs. He kept me in this room, with my poo and wee tray, my food and water, some toys, and a comfy towel. It had a huge bed in it - perfect for spread-out naps. But I got bored quickly. I knew the house was much bigger than our usual place. I wanted to see it. When my hooman next came to the door, I ran out; freeeeeeedom! There was so much to see and sniff. There were stairs to run up and down - extra space for zoomies. And the floor was soft, unlike our usual home. Perfect for lying down and rolling around on. But the best thing? There are multiple places for flomps. There are three floors. One floor has two beds for flomps. Another floor has two smaller beds for flomps. The lounge has three soft long chairs for flomps. ...