Well, my beautiful girlfriendcat, KC, tagged me for the confessions meme and I've thought about it and thought about it and thought about it. I just can't think of much to confess, 'cause I'm the good cat.
And Persephone squealed on me anyway a few weeks back.
Yes, yes I go in the storage closet in the hall. It's the one closet we're not allowed in and she lets me in all the others even though she doesn't want me in them. But I want to know what's in THAT one. But it's not bad. I do it because it's my job as Head-Cat to investimigate all the closets and cupboards in the house.
And yes, yes I steal all the make-up brushes and sometimes paint brushes in the house. But that doesn't make me a bad cat! My OTW doesn't even WEAR make up!! And if she doesn't take care of her paintbrushes and put them away, how is that MY fault??? ( though I suppose occasionally chewing on the toothbrushes when I haven't had a makeup brush in a while is bad--but maybe if she'd get me more makeup brushes it wouldn't happen so it's her own fault!!!)
And I guess the fact that I sometimes decide to investimigate the water in the people-box and splash it all over the seat isn't nice, but she pokes around in my box after I go! I'm just checking is all!!!
But then my OTW decided to go away, and I realized I do occasionally do bad things. Like Thursday morning I did the bestest trick on her!!! She was saying goodbye to us cats, and making sure we knew she'd be gone when it was night, but she'd be back for the next night, 'cause she always tells us how long she's gonna be gone though I don't know why, it's always a squillion naps anyhow, and it doesn't change the fact that she's NOT HERE!!! And she petted Grumpybutt and told him she'd be gone for just one night and she was sorry but his Awesome Man (Whisper says thanks Chase, he likes that term) with her. And then she scooped up Persephone and told her she loved her and she was just going to be gone one night and not to tear apart the house and not to terrorize Grumpybutt, and that I would look after her.
And then she came looking for me.
And calling, and looking some more.
And checking out all the hide-y spots she knows about, even the back of the costume closet which always makes her come out with her hair standing on end.
And yelling and looking around.
And talking to the Big One on the phone and saying she can't find me and isn't coming down to the blue machine until she does, and looking and yelling some more.
And even better, Persephone decided to help me with the trick! Every time my OTW went past Persephone, she'd look carefully to see if it was her or me, and then move on. And Persephone would get up and move. And then my OTW would come around the other side and see Persephone in a different spot and check her carefully to see if it was her or me and it would be her again!! And this went on for a squillion minutes!! It was, as Miles says, eleventy-eight different kinds of fun!!
She finally spotted me. I was sitting in one of the cat houses. The one I hardly ever sit in. At the back. In the shadows. Which I blend into with my furs that are all kinds of different shades of black. And I wouldn't come out to let her kiss me and cuddle me and love on me either.
And when she came home, and did not bring me one single new toy!, Not one!!!, just some magazines and some stuff to make her hair purple and green, I did another really great trick!!
She didn't get home until the birds were getting up. And she had to shower and then she went to bed and fell right asleep. Well, I hopped up on the bed, and lay down and waited until she was good and sleeping and making loud snorty noises, and then I walked up onto the pillow above her head and I sat my booty down and leaned my head over her and PURRRRRRED!! And she woke up. Then she scritched me a little and got up and used her box and came back and scritched me some more and put me on the end of the bed and went back to sleep.
And when she was good and asleep again, I walked up onto the pillow above her head and I sat my booty down and leaned my head over her and PURRRRRRED!! Again!! And she woke up again!! And petted me and got up and ate little round things out of a bottle she keeps in a cupboard up on the wall in the litterbox room. And came back and scritched me more and put me on the foot of the bed and went back to sleep.
And when she was good and asleep again, I walked up onto the pillow above her head and I sat my booty down and leaned my head over her and PURRRRRRED another time!!! And she woke up again!! But this time she scooped me up and loved on me all over and rubbed her face in my belly and ruffled my furs and kissed me lots and blew on my tummy and made noises and stuff, so I decided when she went back to sleep not to do it again.
Besides, it was breakfast time, and then it was post-breakfast nap time, and I like napping my post-breakfast nap between her legs, so I didn't want her to move.
It was fun!!
But now I heard the Big One say she's got to get up early tomorrow 'cause they're going some where else!! And I bet they won't bring me a toy this time either!! Fssssssk!! I gotta come up with another trick!!