Aug 26, 2013

The Shadows of The Bucket

Category: Captain's Logs
Posted by: weedles

I got brought inside.  I don't know why I got brought inside.  Usually I'm a bad kitty and get put out quick (sorry for the truth to come down so hard on you, fans!).  Anyhow I think that I'm maturing, I think I have finally reached the stage where humans can no longer resist the unattainable kitty-beauty.  I have long awaited this day--a day where they can not bare to be without me.....Of course then there is that issue with the bucket.  Yes, they beleive that such an "innocent" kitty such as me should be caged up in a bucket. Lame.

     In time I'm certain that I will be let out the of the horrible "Cage" however.  Maybe this poem will explain what I feel right now (I call it The Shadows of The Bucket): 

  I meow but nobody answers. I sleep.

  Nobody looks. I sit and stare intently at them.

  They do not see me waiting

  for attention in The Shadows of The Bucket.

  I roll on the floor and meow.

  It is like SUPER lonely.

  They still don't see me.

  I am caged away (...not really).

  However lonely I feel inside The Shadows of The Bucket.

  Then someone comes and takes the bucket off of me.

  An unexpected change of plans.

  I claw them. 

  I am placed back in the bucket. 

  I am REEAAAALLLY lonely again (Like REEEEAAAAAALLLLY lonely too).  I should not have scratched them...THE END

 

I know it wasn't that great, but come on, I'm a cat you can still give me SOME credit.  (Of course I forgot to mention somewhere in there that my human came to visit me, and that "Furball"...er "Shtankadoodle" was sitting right next to me the whole time)