Annoyance.

Some strange guy came over and he was poking and prodding at me. Sure I didn't move but that's because I'm the King of the House. I flicked my tail and he claimed there was a pea sized lump on my side. That caused the Woman to poke and prod at me and then I bit her. I was annoyed! Then I ran away because biting the Woman never turns out well. She kind of follows the bite her and die rule because if she let the horse bite her she'd be in trouble. Deep trouble. She followed me and felt me all over and her determination was....fat roll. Sigh. I do not have fat rolls!!!!!!!

Faking death

The F word was dropped a lot last night. I've been lying like this a whole lot and the Woman came over and squeezed my belly and said I'm F A T! Even the Awesome Man said I'm F A T. I'll admit my midsection isn't what it used to be but I'm getting to be an older cat (7) and my belly is sagging a bit. I still don't see a need for the F word though. (I'll admit there is a bit of roundness to my belly and my ribs have a thick layer for protection from KAZE attacks!)