Being such a generous and benevolent cat means that from time to time I bestow gifts upon the humans. They seemed so tired last night so I thought that I would go out whilst they were asleep, catch me a mouse and present it to them at half past five in the morning.
It took a while to find one and if I'm going to be honest it was a poor specimen at best but it's the thought that counts. I did get a bit side tracked at times but then when you're queen of all you survey that's understandable. But I did catch one and hastened back to my boat with my tail in the air to give it to them.
I put on my very best "I've caught something" meow to wake them up, as it was clearly a suitable hour for humans to arise, and was a little disappointed that only the male of the species heard me. He did get up however. The female I'm not so sure about as I don't see how she could have failed to have heard me. I'll let it go this time but in future she'd better jump to it!
Anyway, the man got up, took one look at my mouse, said something unintelligible in his gruff morning voice, picked up my gift and then, and this really got my goat, threw it into the canal. Idiot! No idea what to do with a dead mouse. Honestly, there are times when I just don't know how I put up with the pair of them. Like I said, on this occasion I will let it go because yesterday they bought me some new cat food to try. I'll give it a whirl but if I don't like it then mark my words they'll know about it. In the meantime I'll have to work how to get them to appreciate my little presents properly.
