Fitness and Strength

Autumn has come and I, Daisy, have discovered a fantastic fitness and hunting regime.

No matter which leaf you stalk, when you hit the pile of leaves you can't miss catching one. Of course it is ALWAYS the one you intended to catch all along.

All this running around makes me, Daisy, hungry but I have been having a bit of bother with a thief. Yes! Someone of a much lower status than I is nothing but a thieving cat food stealer!

I have spied from the window sill to discover the perpetrator of such a heinous crime and have assertained it is none other than Flo - the "Mighty Pig Dog".

Pffft!!!!!

Today, as they left for school the children left the ranch slider unlocked. The other oaf, Gus, can open this door with some sneaky cunning.

Sure, enough as AFH backed the car down the driveway, the dogs crept in to commit dastardly deeds.

"What did the other cats do?" I hear you ask.

Nothing. They sat in various poses looking like they were statues. Stupid cats. Imagine........ I, Daisy, had no idea how long AFH was going to be. Possibly all day! I could starve!

So I, Daisy, attacked. Spitting and snarling, I drove these sneaking, sculking thieves into the laundry, and there they stayed until AFH's return. Which wasn't really very long...........but might have been.

Gus heaved a huge sigh of relief and shot passed me and raced out the door to safety. But Flo, the "Mighty Pig Dog" hid in the laundry, beside the washer, facing the corner. Refused to look at either AFH or me, Daisy. Mwhahahaha.

I rule!