I knocked a lot of stuff off of the dresser yesterday. It felt good. It made me feel alive… That is until Mommy got home and saw all her knick-knacks Scouty whacked…. Mommy collects mini enamel teapots and they make a nice noise when you smack them and the little tops of them go flying! Wheeeeee! Plus when I sit up there I am tall.
Mommy tells me I am a “floor cat” and that I am supposed to stay off of the counters and tables. Where is the fun in that I ask you? I much prefer being up on things even if it is against the rules.
Cause the meezer rule is this.... I am a meezer cat. It is my job!