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Misty Knight - The Last Day

My permanent food givers come home today and I am rather excited! Alas, I will act indifferently towards them when they arrive home, in an effort to live up to my tortitude. 

As I was sad to say goodbye to the temporary food giver I made sure to hiss at her several times today. Then I made up for it by allowing her to take glamour shots of me (see below), booping her nose, and sitting on her lap for a good, long time. 

Til' next time, cat blog!

Misty Knight - What Day Is It?

I spent most of the day playing with the toys that were left for me by the permanent food givers; Catnip Turtle is my favorite. The temporary food giver has gifted me a giant box, but it smells like her fur children, so I refuse to enter it. As a result of my overly energetic day, I was too tired to post about it yesterday. My cat nap turned into a long and luxurious slumber.

The temporary food giver FINALLY let me drink from the faucet. I did not allow her to take any pictures, as my method for consuming running water is rather unconventional, and therefore embarrassing. 

Misty Knight - Day 5

Thunder Cats? Boats named after cats? I hope you have not forgotten your real cat. 

The temporary food giver has yet to let me drink from the faucet, so in protest I vowed not to lay on her, but rather near her.

There is little else to report. I would like to post pictures of my artfully prepared canned food, but as I am a cat I have neither thumbs nor cell phone, so alas, I cannot show you what I have eaten. I did bink noses with the temporary food giver, so my tortitude is not as bad as it looks today. 

Misty Knight - Day 4

Episode I - The Fuzzy Menace 

Day 3 disappeared because the temporary food giver had to leave me to take care of her own fur baby. Sorry to say it was the worst day ever, I only ever saw the temporary food giver twice. 
 

Fortunately for me, I do not have thumbs, so I did not have to make my own Cesar salad. I was fed a delicious turkey feast. Now, I will guilt the temporary food giver into letting me drink from the faucet by being my sweetest, most adorable self. 
 

Bring me back a fish from your excursion!

Misty Knight - Day 3

After enjoying a splendid meal of flaked chicken in gravy provided to me by the temporary food giver, I am now curled up on her lap, purring loudly, and licking her hand.
 

I hope my affection will make her give me more wet food. I do not enjoy the dried crunchy bits the permanent food givers have left for me.  

It is warm yet cloudy, so there is no wildlife for me to observe from my fortress of solitude, and this makes me sad. Perhaps I will flick some of my toys around to break up the monotony. 
 

But for now, I will rest on the temporary food giver. 

Misty Knight - Day 2

Thankfully I did not have to travel anywhere. The sun is shining and I can watch the birds have fun. There are no protesters here. The temporary food giver has fed me wet food and snacks. I greeted her with the customary “try to trip you by serpentining between your legs” hello. I will now lay in the sun, meow at birds, play with my toys, and search for the catnip while trying not to miss the permanent food givers too much.