The other day, August 5th to be exact, I had some stalkers — I mean “visitors” — from Australia come over. Their names were Steven (hat), Zach (plaid), Lauren (dress), and Henry (white shirt). Their names are so boring! I thought coming from Australia, which is like all the way around the world and on the bottom to boot, they would have cool Australian names like Kookaburra, Nightshade, and System Failure. Those sound like good Australian names to me! Lauren was their Uber driver so she’s an American from Austin. Still, she could have a name like Cylinder. Wouldn’t that be fun. Short for Master Cylinder. But no, they had regular American names.
After they interrupted my nap, there was no point in not getting up to entertain them.We had a nice little chat where they told me how amazing and beautiful I am. I blushed a little. I tried to return the complement but it is a real stretch to call any human either amazing or beautiful so I just eeped instead.
Honestly, I love Driftwood. He is a great cat. Really great. I could even say he is both amazing and beautiful. But he’s always thinking that my treats belong to him. Sometimes I let him have a few but he is just a little too pushy about it. Kookaburra is feeding me some of MY treats in this photo. MelT told him to only give me one at a time. I hate her for that. Okay, hate’s a strong word. I am furious with her for that.
One of my stalkers, System Failure, was having trouble warming up to me. As any good host, I made a special point to involve him in the conversation. You can see all of him in the photo but rest assured that the rest of him was still there. I didn’t bite him in half or anything.
Do you see how I was on my very best behavior? MelT says I don’t look any cuter than this. And Driftwood wasn’t even watching! Believe me, he could use a lesson or two. Mamba doesn’t even do that much since he won’t come out when people are here. Actually, Mamba’s pretty smart. But I do get treats and he doesn’t.
I don’t do this trick very often so I hope Kookaburra appreciated it. I could hear Nightshade, Cylinder, System Failure, and even Driftwood all gasp. Of course there was nothing to worry about. My balance is very good, I would never tip that chair over. People almost never stand on chairs. They are too clumsy.
That’s not really a trick, it’s a game. Kookaburra wasn’t too good at it, actually. He wouldn’t get in the water. I could have jumped up and grabbed that hanger with my teeth, but I’d already had a tiring day.
I am getting better and better with stalkers. I am not nearly as afraid of them as I used to be. Still, caution is the better part of valor. Or something.
Do you ever have stalkers visit? Do they give you treats? Are they from Australia? Do they have interesting names?