Love Cat-ually

January 23^rd 2012

Hello my kitty fans and welcome back to my diary instalment of the week. I have decided to cut back the cat diaries to a fortnightly entry due to the laptop not being available as the biggest human; Gary is never around to open it. I guess you will just have to hotly anticipate it for a further week from now on.

I have been mulling over whether or not to ask Martha out on a date. Martha is one of two rabbits that live in a hutch outside in the garden, try to keep up. My initial thought process was that we are two completely different species and it would never work but somehow I feel compelled to ask her. Rose, her mother, is totally opposed to me spending any time with Martha due to my claws of steel and my fangs of fury. It is true I am a dangerous little kitty. I can bite, scratch, pounce and terrorise without a second thought, just ask the humans. With Martha though I feel a connection. She likes sleeping, I like sleeping. She likes food, I like food. She likes having fur, I like having fur. We have so much in common. To tell you the truth I don’t think Rose is opposed to my spending time with her for just those reasons above. I also feel it is because she fancies me. It’s one massive love triangle.

The dogs next door weren’t helpful. When I suggested that Martha and I should start dating they rolled about laughing and reminded me that rabbits were food to cats. This was a valid point and one that I will consider before I make my mind up on the whole dating thing. The mere fact that I am irresistible to the opposite species is reason enough to take the chance. Although the fact that I had my balls cut off by a human in a white coat a while ago has somewhat battered my mojo.

Whatever I decide to do I will let you know, adios amigos!!!