The night was magnificent. The hunting was bountiful and the young upstart was handily put in place. Since the last of my play toys had to leave when their humans left their place in the dwelling I live with my human, I hadn’t to share my territory. Now the whole block belonged to me and no weak kitten was gona take it from me. Of course my human won’t like my state in the morning and she will put the stingy stuff on my scratches. But she doesn’t understand my reasoning anyway.
It’s time for me to return home. The night is ending and I have to show my human my “care”. She has many pieces that make noise in the morning but she doesn’t need them as I will wake her every morning faithfully for the rest of her servitude. It’s forever the same, the moment she awakens she will cuss and curse that half past four is much too early and why do I hate her so. She doesn’t understand that I know she won’t have enough time for all her tasks before she has to leave to her place of employment (whatever that means). My human has to feed, pet, and play with me and I won’t accept a halfhearted effort.
Now it’s time for my wakeup care. Have a good day whoever you are.