I’m not very hungry today. I feel restless. If I pace through the room with the human in, she huffs which is amusing enough but there’s something I’m lacking. Maybe it’s just early onset hairball.

While the human was working in deep concentration on the computer, I skulked into the room unseen. While she hunched waiting for prey of words, I slipped beneath her desk undetected. When she was still in her focus I made my move, springing from window sill to behind screen and over, right at her face.

She made a most satisfying scream as I hopped down and strolled off.

I successfully evaded one of the ear drop treatments. All day they couldn’t catch me. I still got my snuggles in. I body surfed them all night. And enacted my revenge by taking night time as well as day time pillow time. I used a variation of yesterday’s maneuver to move her off her pillow. That way it even comes, pre-warmed.

The human is typing. I want a lap. The solution is simple. I slowly work my way onto the lap and while napping, stretch my legs, in toes up, showing a little belly-fuzz, cutest of cute way, gently nudge the computer away until all her attention should be where it should: me.

I shall return tomorrow again. And be hungry then as now, most likely.

I may even come with songs to sing, perhaps.

But just now, there’s a tummy that needs a thorough licking.

Then, after my loudest possible licks, to soften the transition from sleep, I shall endeavor to wake the humans with my whisker to nose maneuver.

Morning and night and morning and night, the mighty wriggling muscle struggle against the forces of ear drops have not prevailed. They trimmed my nails before all this began, giving themselves the upper hand. The ear massage to put the oil down is not sufficient counterbalance…prrrrrr,…but lovely…

As I sat on my brisket waiting for the tuna (one can dream) to drop into my food altar I was grabbed. Again I was pinned and oily drops went down the tickle of my ear. I got away but not in time.

I am off my game. I shall have to do extra catethentics to improve agility for this new challenge.

On the positive side, I did get some extra crunchies with breakfast.

As I was dozing, the human slipped up to me in that aren’t-you-adorable-must-hug! sort of way. While I contemplated indulging her or scooting off, she grabbed me and what’s more bagged me.

Vet.

I left some wet paw streaks across the examination table. Still, no bottom squeezes, no blood stolen. But I was put in an arm vice and drops went down my ear!!!

My ear keeps itching. I try to only scratch when the humans aren’t watching.

I’m afraid my ear is telling on me. My toes have been stroking less hair with each pass over the last few days.

The humans brought some more humans here. Two smelt of cow. I once lived in a byre. I knew them well. One tried to pick me up so naturally I disappeared under the bed. A fourth person came later. He, with the grace that befits cats, ignored me. So I lapped him.