Diamond Cat by Sasha

I am tired today and have curled myself up very small on the mock mink throw over the lounge. Lynettea said, ‘Do you want a cuddly, Sasha.’ So she put a cushion on her lap and I sat there for a while and let her appreciate my soft furs and my delightful personality before I snuggled down beside her. After a while she went off to do some ‘necessary’ housework. I had helped her earlier with the floor dusting, so I thought I had made my efforts for the day.
Last night I spent some time chasing imaginary creatures up and down the hallway, over the chairs, around the television, up and down the bed. I knocked over a chair on the porch. Lynettea told me to settle down, as she didn’t want a wild kitty in the house. I wondered where the wild kitty was and wondered if I could play with it.
Just as well she has me to look after her. I try my best, although she is not always very entertaining or obedient.
That is why people think I have such an endearing personality.