My human is doing her best to fulfil the plan I outlined for her some weeks ago. My beds are well maintained and my litters are cleaned, as they always have been, daily. Sometimes I walk in and out of one or sniff at it to remind her and she apologises for not being quick enough.
My food bowls are also filled regularly. She is a little confused about exactly which type of soft food I fancy at any time and complains if she puts the wrong one down.
Walks: daily, but it is cold. Sometimes we perch in the sunshine on the aircon unit, but often I bring her in early. Perhaps she needs some more training in being compliant and I need to be firmer with her.
She opens the window on my signal at night and the fresh air rushes in. Freezing but fresh. Sometimes I give her a gentle reminder.
Games: my play equipment is now regularly set out in my bedroom during the evening. I rattle around with it, demonstrating my superior skills while I let her watch a bit of TV. That shows my tolerance, as there are hardly ever cat actors. I insist on some interactive games, no matter how late. She can be lazy.
Grooming, massage: she needs a bit of reminding, but I insist on routine grooming with the massage brush every day.
Humans can be hard work. Are they worth it? And there is the question of how to classify them: pet, servant or slave.
