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6:00 a.m. --
I wake up, curled up in my basket. I walk around the house, meowing, so someone
might wake up and feed me. No such luck. I jump onto the couch and have a little
nap.
7:00 a.m. --
Finally the mother of the noisy kids wakes up and walks into the kitchen. She
opens the pantry door and pulls out the packet of cat biscuits. YUM!!!
BREAKFAST!!! I trot happily into the kitchen as she pours some biscuits into my
food bowl. I quickly race towards it and start eating hungrily. The father
strolls into the kitchen, sits down at the table and starts to read the
newspaper. The mother sets down a plate of eggs and bacon on the table. When no
one's watching, I snatch a piece and secretly eat it in the laundry.
8:00 a.m. -- The noisy kids run into the kitchen loudly, disturbing my bath. The
mother places two plates with toast on them on the table. I continue to lick
myself.
9:00 a.m. -- The father leaves for work and the mother takes the kids to school.??
10:00 a.m. -- I hop back into my basket to have a nap.
11:00 a.m. -- I have finished my nap and travel outside through my cat flap. I jump
onto the fence and stare with pity at the stupid, barking dog next door. The dog
continues to bark as I crawl through a hole that takes me underneath next
door's
house.
12:00 p.m. -- I see a mouse underneath the house, so I catch it and play with it for
a while before I eat it.
1:00 p.m. -- I crawl back out of the house, jump up over the fence and make my way
down to the grass near the shed. I sit and bask in the sun for about an hour.
2:00 p.m. -- I find a shady spot near a bush and sleep for a while.
3:00 p.m. -- The kids come back home (I can hear them coming), and I rush back through my
cat flap and into my basket.
4:00 p.m. -- The kids have finished their homework and start to watch TV. I sit with
them and let them pat me.
5:00 p.m. -- The mother feeds me my dinner (tuna fish) and then I lick myself.
6:00 p.m. -- My family eats their dinner while I gaze up at them, looking hopeful.
7:00 p.m. -- The family watches TV and I get a lot more pats.
8:00 p.m. -- I hop back into my basket and drift back to sleep. What a hard life for a
cat.
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