Good Books

Hi all of my fans, Schrodinger here.

Amazingly enough, I seem to be back in hoomum’s good books. Last night, just before hoomum went to bed, I was pacing around and looking behind furniture, trying to find my next target for a pee (I mean a cat’s gotta do what a cat’s gotta do!)

Unfortunately, she found and grabbed me so of course I yelled at her in protest, but she shoved me into THE CAGE and even though I was grumpy, I obediently jumped into the litter tray and did my wee there.


Thankfully, she was very pleased and gave me lots of head scritches while speaking most kindly to me. Unfortunately though, even as I looked at her expectantly, she didn’t let me out of THE CAGE and I then endured the sheer indignity of being left there in the dark FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER.


Here hoomum interjects: Cat, I think you’ll find it was precisely 8hrs from midnight to 8am…not quite forever…


Schrodinger: ANYWAY, I was there forever and ever and ever and ever, but with no other options, I did both pees and poos in the litter tray and then sang The Song Of The People to let her know I’d done them. Would you believe she ignored me?!

When she FINALLY let me out, and outside at that, she said I had been very good and there were more head scritches.


Maybe I will be able to avoid THE CAGE tonight? What do you think? Is hoomum being entirely unreasonable to put me behind bars forever and ever and ever and ever?

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