Daily Archives: July 7, 2011

Do not disturb (please)

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The little person wanted to play with me today but the tall person explained that I should not be disturbed on very hot days. He said to the little person that if he wanted to know how hot and uncomfortable I feel because of my thick fur he should put on four pairs of trousers, four winter vests, five thick jumpers, four pairs of socks, his warmest coat, a scarf and a hat. Good comparison but I would have also suggested adding a long wig!

Ahh, the lovely tall person has left the back door open tonight so that I can keep cool.

Goodnight friends. Sleep well. Thank you for all of the lovely messages you sent me today.

Only mad dogs and Englishmen………

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The tall person told me to stay in the cool bathroom today and not go out in the garden because of the heat. He reminded me that there is a saying that ‘only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day sun’. I am a bit silly sometimes but I am definitely not mad and avoided going outside until a few minutes ago when I had to……..you know……..go to the bathroom. I know this may sound confusing because I was already in the bathroom but I hope you know what I mean.

Well, what a relief! I thought I was going to burst! Anyway, I am back in the bathroom now and trying to cool down again.

 

Forensic Investigation

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There is a tree in the hall. It has been there for as long as I can remember. I know the people in the house have plants in pots in the house but I thought it strange that they allow a tree to grow inside. It has crossed my mind several times to investigate but I’m always busy (or sleeping). Today, I decided to free up time in my schedule and carry out a thorough forensic investigation. This entailed sniffing it and then biting a piece off (just as they do in C.S.I.).

To my surprise, my bite and taste tests revealed that the ‘tree’ is not a tree! I’m not sure if pretending to be a tree  is a crime but it doesn’t seem right to me so I showed the tall person the piece I had bitten off. Surprisingly, he did not seem grateful that I had exposed the ‘tree’s’ real identity. He confiscated the ‘evidence’ and told me to leave the ‘tree’ thing alone. He is clearly not a seeker of the truth, like me.