These days, the weather here has been beyond believable HOT! So hot that mama has been keeping the air conditioning on FULL BLAST... and I've purr-sonally found this an advantage.
As we all know, us cats are
curious.
Very curious.
And, you see, curiosity tends to sometimes just get the best of me. I'm positively sure this is normal,since, well, I'm a cat. And that is normal. I mean, what cat has ever not been curious? It's just abnormal.
But mama has a different view. An entirely different view.
No,no, don't get me wrong or anything, she knows that us cats are curious (it's in our veins) and she knows that there's no excuse for a cat not being curious, and that you really can't blame a cat (like me) for my intense curiosity.
But all the same, she still feels that there are some things I need to watch out for.. or rather she needs to prevent me from doing.
Like, say, jump up and try to claw the ceiling fan or look out the window when there's lightning or thunder. (Purr-sonally, I'm scared of lighting and thunder, but it kind of entertainers me on really boring hot days. Like this past whole summer).
And, with me being a cat, she's found that a challenge. I mean who ever in the history of cat guardians dared to.. dare I meow it.. (t-e-l-l their c-a-t w-h-a-t to d-o.) I mean, you just don't. Unless you're crazy. No, I take that back, even crazy humans know better than that. So it's getting me to start to think...
Anyway, enough of that.
As I was meowing, mama feels that there's certain things that are not okay for me to do, and with her being my mama, she feels that it's up to her to stop me (to keep me safe).
I appreciate mama watching out for me but she's gotta realize that I'm a cat and I make my own set of rules and such.
Well, that didn't work out too well. She still tries to tell me what to do (when will she ever learn?).
In the meantime, I'm going back to taking a nap. It's terribly hot outside and my paws are getting tired of typing. Plus, mama needs to give me a little tummy rub.
Very curious.
