|Mr Bumpy is cat-a-tonic after a hard|
I don't know if you realise how much work is involved in being a cat on the night shift.
It's quite amazing how unappreciated I find myself when I do a hard shift of night work.
For example, Mr Woof sleeps most of the night, but if around 1am he wakes Mum and says he needs to go out for a wee, Mum calls him a "good dog" and takes him out. If I've been active the whole night, and wake Mum and ask for a little something to snack on, she calls me a "bad cat" and tells me to go to bed.
Humans just don't understand how hard a cat works during the night.
In one night, I can kill a dangerous magazine and bathmat, rearrange the linen shelves, and thoroughly investigate several bags and boxes. You have no idea what disasters would result if I didn't do this incredibly important work.
Humans, if you belong to a cat who is doing night duty, show him some respect. Everyone's safety depends on him, and he works very hard to fulfil his responsibility.
Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
Supreme Feline Overlord.