Ista the Housecat feels misunderstood (again!)
[as transcribed by dunkelpig ]
Just because I have become associated with a certain number of crashes lately doesn't mean it's my fault.
You don't think I like the sound of the protective screen crashing when all I want is the butter dish, do you?
And as for what happened in the bedroom: I was on the Man's dresser, looking out the window. Then I just walked across the radiator to the Woman's dresser, jumped up to the top of the armoire, and was crossing behind a storage box when it fell off, scaring me. So I jumped off the armoire as quickly as I could, and by the most direct route.
Those tulip stems were far too long.
When the Woman heard the crash and saw me streaking past her in the office, heading for the stairs, she gave me a funny look. Then she went to check the bedroom. Not too much of a problem: the stems of the tulips were broken, but the vase was fine, no broken glass or water.
Which is a good thing, since I might have been hurt or gotten wet.
So she trimmed the tulip stems and put her sweaters back in the storage box.
But when I came back a few minutes later, requesting a treat, she said I hadn't exactly done anything to deserve a treat.
She was totally unreasonable.
And I am not a demon cat.
Just because I have become associated with a certain number of crashes lately doesn't mean it's my fault.
You don't think I like the sound of the protective screen crashing when all I want is the butter dish, do you?
And as for what happened in the bedroom: I was on the Man's dresser, looking out the window. Then I just walked across the radiator to the Woman's dresser, jumped up to the top of the armoire, and was crossing behind a storage box when it fell off, scaring me. So I jumped off the armoire as quickly as I could, and by the most direct route.
Those tulip stems were far too long.
When the Woman heard the crash and saw me streaking past her in the office, heading for the stairs, she gave me a funny look. Then she went to check the bedroom. Not too much of a problem: the stems of the tulips were broken, but the vase was fine, no broken glass or water.
Which is a good thing, since I might have been hurt or gotten wet.
So she trimmed the tulip stems and put her sweaters back in the storage box.
But when I came back a few minutes later, requesting a treat, she said I hadn't exactly done anything to deserve a treat.
She was totally unreasonable.
And I am not a demon cat.