Mancat Monday Moan...

What is it about my requirements that Mummy doesn't get? I want my steak and venison cut up a certain way and to just the right size, is that so much to ask? I think not! Does she get it right, again I think not! So there's me having to not only put up with a house full of kittens that insist on being too cute and helpless to play "bop" with, but I have to put up with inferior quality service round here! It's just shocking what I have to cope with...

I mean I had to moan loudly for over 2 minutes this morning before Mummy'd put down her mug of tea and slice of toast to get up from the table to let me out into the cat run! Did she think I'd shut up or go away because she didn't jump at my first command, if she did she's sadly mistaken! ;) Remember Mummy, I am Mancat hear me moan! I want some catnip now!!!!!!!