Oooh golly gee Bear don’t talk to me about dem darn felines. Dey darn well get me in all sorts of strife dey do.

Take the ovva day –

well every day if the truth be told – Sugar was meowing at a door to come in. why he don’t use da hole in the wall I’ll never know, anywho he was meowing so Mum opened da door right and I was there to escort him inside. All I got was “leave the cat”, story of my life.

Man I tell ya dem humans nag nag nag. So Iz turned me attention to Tabitha meowing for grub –again- in da food den.

I fought I might be in luck of a cat nibble of two, Mum got out da grub and Zar got “out of the kitchen”.

I still cleaned up after dem when Mum wasn’t looking. So I went to find Tiny Tyson, he lazes around, found him gave him a prod just to see if he was ok like and got a swipe for me troubles.

Oooh geeze whiskers don’t talk to me about dem felines. I can however still fit Sugar head and Tabatha’s head in me gob - for cleaning purposes

So if you come up wif any great ideas Iz be glad to hear dem.
Sugar meowing to come in doors again, so beta go escort him

Chow all you dudes and dutets
Zar