Taking Out the Trash

Typical, you disappear for a week and everyone thinks they can muscle in on your territory. Well I showed them who was boss last night. Won't see that ginger cat around these parts for a while and as for that butter wouldn't melt in his paws black cat, he's lucky that I'm not allowed out the front door that often.

Free at Last!

The ransom has been paid. I'm back home and there's a huge amount of chickeny treats for me. It must be guilt for not paying up sooner.

Litter Bug

I've been kept under lock and key with only a bucket of kitty litter to keep me company. I ask you... a litter tray. Where's the neighbours garden when you need it? Maybe if I pretend to have Stockholm Syndrome, my captor will release me. Failing that I think I might go for a dirty protest on the stairs.

Help - I've been Cat-napped

There I was minding my own business, when all of a sudden I'm incarserated in the mobile kitty prison and whisked off to who knows where.