December 12th 2011
Sorry about the late entry, the humans have not been out of the house for a sustained amount of time for me to get hold of the big one’s laptop. I hope that your withdrawal symptoms fade with each passing sentence and normality has resumed in your routines.
This past week has been quite traumatic for me. From being left out in the rain a couple of times to being disturbed in my slumber by continuously inconsistent random noises coming from the rest of the household. I love to go outside and stretch my legs from time to time. This is where I can do lots of cool stuff like chase moving objects and torment the resident rabbits that are occupying the hutch in the garden. Those rabbits think they are so smart with their twitching noses and floppy ears, so I bring them down a peg or two with my constant barrages of attacks on their cage run. It really is quite fun, you should try it. The looks of terror on their faces are a joy to behold. Being outside this week however has been less than fun. Don’t get me wrong, I love the freedom that comes from a good run-around in the garden, but the weather this week has been nothing short of horrendous. Wind, rain, hail and frost are not things I look for in an evening’s foraging.
I tried to sleep at the foot of the biggest human’s bed last night. At first he was accommodating and I felt comfortable sleeping next to his quilt-covered lower half. After a while I realised that neither of us were going to get any sleep unless one of us vacated. He kept fidgeting and moving into different formations across the bed. I was never going to get any kip so I tried my luck in the other bedroom where I was swiftly picked up and put in my own bed in the kitchen with the door shut. There is just no pleasing some people...
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