He is so Grumpy....

I have spoken of Georges Porges my cat before and usually these posts are one of love and endearment and pride over my dear little tabby friend....but not today. He is in a foul mood. Yes he is still curled up looking cute on my bed and to the untrained eye looks cute as a kitten with a ball of wool, but I can tell when he is grumpy. Every now and again one of his beady little eyes will open, a green slither of pupil like a sleeping dragon, to check that nobody has encroached on his side of the bed. When I go in for a stroke or a pat on the head he looks at me as if to say, "come any closer b*tch and we will see how many fingers you have left!" But where has this mood sprung from? You can practically see the little black cloud with thunderbolts following him around, washing him with moody little raindrops! What constitutes a bad day for a cat?....

A Bad day in the life of Georges Porges:

1. Sleeping peacefully on Rach's bed till she thrust her leg across unexpectedly and booted me off onto the floor. From there I had to persistantly meaow till someone let me out of her room to go to my own little bed downstairs.
2. 4 in the morning and it is freezing, cant sleep cause my beds padding has shifted to the side and the father figure upstairs is completing a pattern of snores and farts.
3. Breakfast....or not for whenever I meaow at 'dad' for my feed he thinks I just want attention and persists to pick me up, put me in places I don't want to be and prod me in places best left unprodded.
4. Let outside and.....
5. Wind blew me into a wall.
6. Got stuck under the fence.
7. Slipped into next doors pond.
8. Ate some grizzly mouse.
9. Spat out grizzly mouse.
10. Crapped in the wrong garden.
11. Buried crap the wrong way.
12. Covered in crap.
13. Tried climbing a wall.
14. Fell back down.
15. Laughed at by some birds.
16. Nearly run over by Rach on her Motorbike.
17. Nobody here to feed me at lunch.
18. Had to eat some grass.
19. Spat out grass.
20. Finally got lunch.
21. Ate it too fast.
22. Spat out Lunch.
23. Went inside.
24. Dosed by the fire for 5 hours.
25. "Sh*t where did the day go?"
26. Had tea.
27. Slept by the fire for rest of night.
28. Got stood on by dad when he was getting a midnight snack.
29. Got kicked by mum when she got up to tell off dad.
30. Managed to escape to Rach's room and onto her bed.
31. Sleeping peacefully on Rach's bed till she thrust her leg across unexpectedly and booted me off onto the floor.

Poor Georges!!!

Rach
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