Males and Fleas

Today both male humans went away on "camp". I'm unsure what this camp is, but have watched tv and seen male human on there called Carson that AFH called camp. Sounds sick to me.

The males packed a lot of stuff into interesting smelling bags and packs, but on careful inspection I see alpha male has left much stuff in bedroom he shares with AFH. I am most disappointed. Alpha male belongs in kennels with dogs. He takes up too much room, makes too much noise and does not respect me, Daisy The Cat, as he should. Stupid man.

Young human male sulks alot. He needs more practice at this to become as aloof as me though. I hope this camping business is good for him.

I have invented new game with AFH. It is fun. When she goes to bed I wait for her to get comfortable reading her book then I sit in front of book. She sighs and mutters but because I am Daisy she does not push me out of way. She will hold up blankets for me to climb in but I make her wait, as I am not to be rushed.

I do not like the medications they inflict on me. One is for flea's! But I, Daisy, would never have fleas. The other one is for worms. How disgusting. I do not eat worms - the birds do and I am cat not bird. I have developed a technique to spit the worm tablet very far. I am aiming to get it passed the television but as yet can only bounce the nasty pill off the front of it. The problem is they only give medicines every three moon cycles, so I, Daisy, forgot. I will keep better track of cycles from now on so I am prepared for the assault next time.

I am going to bed now to try and rub much of this "flea treatment" off. I think I will rub in males half of big bed. He is much more likely to have flea than me, Daisy.

Bye for now.