may be i am soundin like dillon a bit rite now, but there is a big unfairity i am espereancing and i want to talking about it to soofe mine hurted feelins. may be i feel a bit betre for riting this, or may be i feel worser and sader. who nose.
so mine most favert thing to be doing is cudle nicely with humanse. and i like to sit on tha bed and get hold and peted and go to sleepe for peacefilled dremes insted of nitemares. it is the best thing and makes me feel les loney wen other cats are being not so kindy to me.
but latey….. well… becuse of the harshed sumer heatings tha humanse at nite have been opening wide all of the up stairsed windose! us cats are not permit to be in their at tha time becuse the up stairse is a long way up and if u jumpt out it wuld realy hurting to hitting the grounde. dilon has done this befour and he got a conked cussing (conk i think in this case in sientific word for head?) becuse he snuk into room and out of windo, tho luckerly he land on softe thing like mushy composte and plantes and not so hurtining, but it still happen and i am getting judging based on his iresposable!
no cats in bederooms! no cudles! i am responsivable and wolde stay far far away from open winder for safety but nobody is trusteng of me!! and all nite i am sitting in frunt of closed dores and feeling loney sadnesses. evetully i go to sleep on the loney lefer sofer of dispear and having bad nitemares.
one time recetly i nitemared that i had a smale slot in da top of mine head just big enuf for a coin to go in. and i wander about and every nowandagain some one put a coin in, and i get heffier and heffier until i am all hefy and jangling with coinage and the feel of them all slupping about in mine tummy all nastie and it make me feel… norshis? nawsious? I donot kno exacty the word. sicky. but ther was a sine on my back sayin “monies for pore ppl and cats” and i felt gilty and disgrateful for feelin bad about doin important chartyable job.
and another nitemeare was about far far in da futur wehn everyone in are famly is ded in da afterlife. and i am in hevin with all the flawas and plantes and pincess diyanner and i have flufy angle wings, but i canot be hapy becuse everone in the famly is not their. and i aske god and god say “your famly were all bad so they are in the hell with bad rockanroll men like elvers presly.” and i am not allow to visit them even so even tho hevin is fun i am too worry about my famly to enjoy it. wen i woke up i think rashinall that probaly at leeste loki will go to hevin with me wich is not so bad tho i donot want to lisen to his poems for eternety. and may be dilon wolde prefer it in hel because he likes red and black colour and hard cored things like fire and moltern larver.
and yet another nitemare is i am lying down on a sort of comfortable rounde bed. the bed is all lite browne and squishy and on top of it is sort of big leafes like a refreshing banket. i am havin such a lovely rest and then…. a sort of thing come down from the sky and crushing me!! a squishy browne shape like the bottome of the bed and it has wite seeds on top. well it turns out it is giant burgar bun!!! and i am the burgar meat! and the leafs is BIG LETTIS and a big gient picks it up and biting and chompes on me!!! aaaaaa!!!
so yeh it is unfare that i am forboden to acess human bederooms for cudles and peacefilled dreamse, wich is crule and not nice. i am good and well behave and i will not jumping from the windoes, so realy i shoulde be aloud. wen i rly cantot slepe i go up stairs and wait pashently out side of close door, and as soon as human open it i run run run so faste into the roome and jumpe on the bed and pur and sit so sweety that no one has harts to kicking me out agein. some time i am so good at charmings and convencing that human shutes the winders and puts up with WARM AND CLAMMEY so to cudling me and keeping me safe from nastey dreamse. I canot wait for winters time when it is colde and every night i get cudles.