Pruttel pruttel

[janestarz]

Every evening as I come home, a small, furry critter is waiting for me at the living room door. Sometimes she immediately jumps up on the bed for "uitbuik knuffels" (after dinner cuddles).
This evening, as I was peeling potatoes for dinner, I hear something like the following.

*patter patter*
*patter patter*
*patter scribble scrabble patter*
*woeful miaow of Woe*

I look around, half expecting to see said furry critter fully engulfed by my latest knitting endeavour. She is, however, woefully not stuck, but loudly protesting at how a tiny ball of yarn is so obviously not playing fair. Doesn't it know the Cat Always Wins?

*patter scrabble scrabble patter*

Of course, I really made her day perfect when I opened THE BOX I brought JUST FOR HER. It needed sitting in. It needed clawing. It needed thorough sniffing. And then it turned out to be plausibly ignorable.
Stupid box.

Comments

[margrietje.livejournal.com]

Haha, neem je eens een mooie doos voor je kat mee, is ze er zo mee klaar.

[lenny de rooy (from livejournal.com)]

Ah, the busy life of a kitteh...