Hi! It’s Olivia here and it’s been awhile since we talked. I mean, really talked. You know how I work hard to be a good cat. I’m quiet and mind my manners. I don’t beg for food or jump up where I’m not allowed to. I don’t pick on anyone much and I hide under the covers so I don’t beat up on the noisy vacuum cleaner. But even with how extra good I am…I have confessions to make.
Last month, I purposely chewed up one of Quint’s favorite mousies. First I ate off the tail. Then, the ears. Then, most of the fur, and of what remained, I slobbered all over it and left it where he’d most like to find it. And if Dad hadn’t accidently vacuumed it up, boy oh boy, wouldn’t Quint have been surprised!
I spent a whole day imagining how awesome it would be to stick gooey stuff under Mom’s computer desk, but only if that gooey stuff s-l-o-w-l-y oozed down onto her legs.
And that day I had my pictures taken when I was pretending to be a statue, remember that? And Dad said not to jump from the platform over to the short wall railing? Well, not only did I want jump, I envisioned jumping back and forth a bunch of times, you know, just to prove to myself I could.
So anyway, I just thought you should know. Whew! I know I feel better now. Your turn.
LOL Olivia that is some mischief for a Monday. I have been trying to catch flies this afternoon. Nap time now. Have a marvellous Monday.
Best wishes Molly
olivia…confession iz good for de soul….just like trout iz good for de heart; flounder de kidneez, mackerull de brain N burds good for nothin….
hope ewe haza grate day N quint does knot even noe de mouz iz missin !!!
Olivia, confession is good for the soul! You know what though? We like your style!
Olivia I bet you feel much better now that you’ve gotten that off your chest!
I dunno, pretty much sounds like normal kitty behavior to me! Although the mousie thing was really a bit of overkill.
Moggies can have secrets purrrr x
hahaha, you’re on your own with the confession thingy 🙂
we’re keeping mum, for now. time will come for our turn.
But why didn’t you blame the neighbor’s dog? I don’t understand…
Purrs
Now say three Hail Marys, two Our Fathers and The Act of Contrition. Oops, sorry we drifted into Catholic School mode when Mom went to confession to say that she talked back to her parents (constantly). Olivia you are a kitty and a little naughtiness just comes naturally; though, that was pretty mean when it came to Quint’s Mousey. We know you’ll be a super good girl from now on. Right? Purrs and hugs from the kitties at The Cat on My Head, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette
Olivia, because you were brave enough to confess, I had to do the same thing yesterday. I accidentally hurt Mom’s leg but please don’t tell Shakespeare.
Miss Olivia, your secrets are safe with me!
Harry