So we've covered what I do every day around my house, but not what I do every night. So meow I'm going to explain. (P.S. Some people say I don't do much but swoon over my beauty, but I do other things...like laugh as much as a cat can in disgust over Shtankadoodle's uglieness, eat, and hunt! Oh, and I nap alot, so because I do so much that apparently my viewers don't acknowledge, I'm going to take seven of what I do out: Sleep.)
- Sometimes I beg outside my pet's window, which is, I know, kind of disgracing--but hey, they will sometimes respond in an angry feud, and that's good enough for me! After they've responded, or I have worn out my beautiful ocicat 'meow', I will usually retreat back to my food bowl, take a few nibbles, coming to the sudden realization as I do every time I eat, that I'm not good enough for my pets and they feed me old dry food. The fresh stuff is dry food replaced every minute or so--otherwise you might get some sort of poisoning or mosquito in your food! If the food isn't replaced every single minute right before your eyes, you can't tell HOW long it's been outside. Then I prance down to street, watching the lonely streetlamps on the warm, dark road, and waiting for my bedazzled apperance to attract a male cat so that I can play hard to get, hiss, fight, bat, and then prance away. It's a long routine, but it's strangley therapeutic. Then, if nothing else is up, I might walk down the street a little like it's a catwalk--afterall, there is a cat walking on it! If I encounter a car then I roll around infront of it, kind of like I'm break dancing cat style. Then they will honk at me--as if I don't know what a car horn is, and I walk back to my house and sleep in th backyard.
- Sometimes I just look over my old kitty food, and nap in the yard, kitty shack, or behind my shed.
- Sometimes I look over my kitty food bowl, take a quick nap, and when I wake up, jump over the fence with my amazing athletic skills, to go hunting.
- Sometimes I just go hunting, and afterwards I blog. As I've said in previous posts--don't ask how we can blog...it would be very disturbing to some of the younger viewers. Let's put it this way...it starts off with black mail...
So I think we've covered most of my options, I mean it varies so I can't list everything I do, but that's what happens most the time. So now I'm going to go get some food. Oh. Wait...it's that old stuff again isn't it?
-Bye for now from Ocee!
(The sign off rhymed better in my head I think)