So yeh been doing quite a lot since my last update, I'm getting quite content here which isn't good. Dad has a saying "never be content or you'll die" for once I agree with the beardy hippy.

Now I'm getting stronger after auntie Hellen and auntie Karina nursed me back top heath I'm feeling fabulous. It's kinda weird. I was really happy at their place, cept for that bloody other bully, little man but now this is all mine and it's a new kinda happy. It's hard to remember that I was a wee bedraggled timid thing brought in from the cold and poorly by Auntie K.

So anyway, I decided this week my humans were getting complacent these days and I'm not a novelty anymore. I don't buy that people, I'm a cat, I decide when you leave me alone not you.

Fools.

So when they came in with a load of shopping on Saturday afternoon I knew what I was going to do and operation refuse food commenced. See most people underestimate cats, put us in the same category as those dumb ass dog creatures but wake up... it ain't so. Fido may eat shit, YOU may eat shit but me? I like Felix.

Not tesco own brand of goo.

So mum comes to put me to be which is one of my favourite times, She always gives me hugs then fills my water, the dry food and the meaty bits up so I can chow on them and then keep them awake for an our clawing at the door and meowing. Saturday night was particularly quiet, Mum and Dad went to auntie Ali and uncle Sef's leaving me to play in catnip heaven on my scratching post (cept don't tell them it's more fun top make them think I don't play on that at all mowahahahaha)

They came in after a while and watched bravo on tv. I like this tv thing it has lots of movement and colour. I wasn't impressed though. There was this programme on about 'porn' I don't know what porn is but all the humans on the tv had no clothes on like mum when she goes in the shower. And Dad kept commenting on their boobs. I don't know what boobs are either but I guessed they were the comfy things I snuggle up to on mum. So we watched that... thing it I don't get the fuss... I got more boobs than all of those humans!

Anyhow eventually they decided to go to bed so I got my cuddle then mum went to get my food and put it down giving me a little sratch behind the ear like she does..., Cept..no no this crap ain't felix. It's cheap imitation crap like a bad curry!

She wasn't happy when she got up the next day and I'd not eaten anything and mentioned the fact that if her and dad can live on tesco's own I can. I don’t know who this tesco's own human is but they best not show their face in these parts. I'm not eating that crap. It got marginally better when mum put parmesan cheese on it but why stoop I say. She will crack and buy me felix.