Sunday, March 13, 2011

What Time Is It? Cats

Lat night They changed all the clocks to a new time, and now They are talking about how strange things feel. I don't see any difference, myself. When She didn't get up early, I gave Her a little wake-up massage, and She was surprised at how late She had slept. I had to laugh at Her. It was the same time I wake Her up every morning when She doesn't use the clock. Humans can be so distracted sometimes, by things as silly as clocks.
Before They changed the clocks, They looked at a movie, and I think They did not like it. She said She couldn't tell if someone was dreaming, or if it was real, or if they were in someone else's dream. Stuff kept blowing up and tumbling down. To make it worse, there wasn't a cat in it anywhere. She says She is not going to give it very many stars. She has to tell Cleo''sMom, because She thinks She told her that it would be good to watch. Forget it, is what She will tell her.
My limpy leg seems better today. She knows to be careful around my paw, because that is where the sore place was. He didn't even touch my leg, because He knows that sometimes there are automatic bites that a cat can't help. It doesn't keep me from stalking, chasing or jumping, so I guess it has fixed itself.
It is too early for Her to be fixing dinner, but I hear Her clomping around the kitchen. Changing the clocks is not helpful to us. Oddy-ose amigos.

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