This photo basically sums up my attitude toward the catsitter: NOT happy.
I already did not like that mommy and daddy abandoned me yet again with this crazy duo Donny and Marie. What's worse, some stranger they called the catsitter came by twice a day. I'm not too keen generally with mommy and daddy's furriends, prefering to hide away when they come over. Well...how dare they leave and then some STRANGER come over!?
This stranger was a little old lady who just oooh'd and awwww'd over Marie and Donny. They capitulated right away when they met her prior to mommy and daddy taking off. So the first time she visited, they totally ran after her, grovelling for catnip and toys and cuddles. Not me!! I'd rather die than have to grovel for anything - and I think my meezer 'zociates would agree!
So, I stayed away and hid under the bed when she was here. She called me in her sweetest voice to try and tempt me with food and catnip - forget it! I have a reputation to maintain and I just don't become furriends with just ANYBODY!! Donny and Marie, I do not consider furriends.
Then the catsitter wrote all these mean things about me: I wasn't eating, and I wasn't exercising. How is that her business?!?! I eat when I want, and I exercise when I want....and it sure ain't gonna be when YOU'RE there!!
But finally, I deigned to come down tonight to see what this fuss was all about with this little old lady. Since she just put some fresh canned food out, I thought I'd better make sure I grab a few bites of that....and then allowed her to brush me, since she practically begged to do that for me. I do need to be groomed regularly; if she wants so much to be my slave, then so be it!!
Well, that was my lousy weekend, Happy Meezer Monday indeed!
16 comments:
Oh catsitters scare me. Cheysuli watches them but refuses to have anything to do with them. Chey can't comment on your blog, she thinks you're pretty though.
We've never had a cat sitter. The last time mom and dad left for 4 days our Uncle Gil stayed wif us. We like him, he spoils us.
Casey, you are gorgeous! And a true meezer! I appreciate your catitude!
Tara
Happy MM to you too - keep up da meeser cattitude!
Things is not so bad at all. Feel better soon, ok?
Give you a hug.
*Adan*
We hate it when the Beans leave us too. (Well that's what we tell them). Hope your week gets better.
I sympathize, Casey. A catsitter comes twice a day when my humans are away, and I don't enjoy it. At least she takes care of the necessities, and plays with me.
We nefur had a catsitter a'fore...I don't knoos what I wood do if'n Mommie diddant feeds me??
~Abby
Poor Casey - how dare they? I also hide from all strangers. - Sammy
Hi Casey--
I'm sorry you had a bad weekend. You have a great expression on your face. I bet the old sitter lady was able to figure out just what you thought of her.
Happy Meezer Monday!
Your buddy, Jimmy Joe
Casey I think you have every right to be angry, it must have been the weekend for stupid parent tricks, check out our blog for more details as to what we mean.
Hi Casey! I do the same fing when we have peoples here that I don't know. I run and hide in my meowmize and daz room. That was not a very nice fing for the catsitter to write about youz. I hopez youz get extra loviez, treats and stinky goodness furz all of this....Sia
It was very mean of the catsitter to give you a bad report. We had a catsitter once. She had to give Pixie her medications. Pixie did not like it, and she ran away with diarrhea streaming after her! (don't tell Pixie I told).
Catsitters are handy for stuff like box scooping and making sure the food bowls are filled at least.
Purrrrrs,
Boni Maroni
Good work little meezer! How dare she write such mean things about you! Honestly - the things us siamese have to put up with. It really is quite awful! I think Donny and marie are weaklings - you stick to your guns! xx
Happy Meezer Monday to you, Casey! I wouldn't like a cat sitter as much as momma and daddy, either. I think I might try to be extrasooper naughty to scare 'em away, hehehe!
Kittyhugs and purrs from MaoMao!
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