When will humanity learn.
I was sleeping in the bed chamber upstairs on the plush platform. The human slave came up, shut the door and also laid on the platform and went to sleep. At my usual stalking hour, I got up and tried to snoop about downstairs, but found the door barring my way. Naturally I made my demands known to the human, forcing him to get up and let me out to do what I wanted to do.
I do not know what possessed him to shut me out then, he had to know I was coming back, eventually, to go back to sleep. Not three hours later, I came back upstairs to get to the bed and found the door, yet again, blocking my way. I howled through the crack at the bottom to get the human slave to remove the impediment to my movement, but for some reason he was ignoring me. This, naturally, merely incited me to be all the louder with my demands. Finally he got up and let me in, complaining about it being 4 am, like that means anything to me.
Posted by Sierra at August 11, 2005 04:14 PM