Mum says I came with the house.
I guess I did, but I earn my keep!
Dear Diary,
Serge brought a big bale of hay this morning, for me to sleep on.
Trouble is, the human wrapped it again in the black stuff, now it’s all stuffed and things, and I can’t sleep in it. Not fair!
Otherwise I had a pretty chill day. I slouched in the sun with the human, pat-patting her feet, but she wouldn’t sit still! Kept running off to the field with branches and stuff, making much smoke.
I sat at a distance and yelled at her.
It did not have the desired effect.
There is also a black tomcat hanging around lately, and he wants my food. He also sprays stuff, and it smells awful.
This is my house! How dare he try to claim things!
And then Mum told me she’s keeping the black cat, and that I must leave!
But…!!!
Then she said she’ll dye the black cat to look exactly like me.
Is that even possible??? Then why not keep me? I don’t understand!
How is she going to dye him, anyway? He runs away when the human comes outside. I should think that’ll create a problem with trying to change the color.
THEN she said there will be no more food! None!
OMG!
I think she’s fibbing.
Yours,
Squeaky — seriously hoping it’s all lies.