Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Moisture Attack

There isn't much in my home that I don't dominate. For instance the arms of the couch, house plants, and anything that dangles. The one thing that's keepin' this cat down is the spray bottle. I'm minding my own business, singing my little song at 4am, and out of nowhere I'm hit with a stream of water! It seems to hate my happines, especially early in the morning. So the question is, have any other cats out there figured out what makes this thing so cranky in the morning? Why do spray bottles hate us?

3 comments:

Whicky Wuudler said...

Mortimer, have B&E not realised that this cranky spray bottle isn't stopping you from having a bit of a sing? A singing cat is a wonderous thing and can tell humans many interesting things.

You are singing for a reason, and as a middle aged cat you might have some early morning needs, such as a little reassurance or some food or maybe even something that the v-e-t might be able to tell them and that silly cranky spray bottle about.

Mortimer D. Cats said...

To stick up for B&E my singing didn't start until after I met that harlot Pom Pom, and it is just her window I prefer to sing from. They should be thankful that I'm fixed.

Whicky Wuudler said...

I hope that Pom Pom appreciates your serenade Mortimer. Perhaps B&E could join you, as backing singers? I'm sure she'd be impressed ;)