One of the best things about being a cat is you can hack up the nastiest things all over the place. My slaves have hardwood floors, so I like to find one of the few carpeted parts of the house to hack up my furballs. This is how I show them I love them, I pay special attention to things.
The slaves think I am sick or have had a rough time of it, but really I just enjoying throwing up on their stuff.
I love taking showers. I have a magic meow that turns on the water whenever I want to. All I do is start meowing, and the big slave wakes up and turns on the water for me. I especially enjoy showering when the slaves are sleeping.
I like to show my appreciation to my slaves by curling up on their pillows after I have had my shower. They’re quite absorbent.
I like to claw my blankets, the ones the human slaves are always using. I knead them with my front paws so I can get maximum claw penetration, then tear outward. To keep the slaves from bothering me, I purr while I destroy the blankets, which they think is cute. This is all part of my master plan.
Sometimes I like to lull my slaves into a false sense of security—I will cuddle up to them, and let them pet me, then I scratch them just to let them know I’m a cat and not a toy.
Since this is a new blog, I thought I’d introduct myself. I’m a Bengal, and I love to take showers. I have two human slaves that wait on me hand and foot. The bigger slave has his own blog. I didn’t like the smaller one much at first, so I peed on her stuff. She got over it, though, and we’re friends now.
Welcome to my blog. I’m Mr. Pookies. I am a cat. I do cat-related things. You will read about my cat-escapades here. You will laugh when I am funny, and run from me when I am angry.
