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boredIn Lulu's own words (well she is a very intelligent moggy!)
Hello, let me introduce myself, I am Lulu a Burmese princess under house-arrest.
Most of you would call me a "family pet", but few of you would understand the rigours us cats have to suffer on a daily basis. They call me a "house cat" but what they mean is a PRISONER! But they don't get it all their own way believe me....
I have waged a vicious campaign against my captors and have found numerous great hiding places from which to leap out unexpectedly and claw their toes! I also assault these very same toes from a pincer position taken up on the corner of their bath.
At night, I wait for these strange creatures to start the loud growling noises they make in their sleep, and I again commence my attack this time from the bottom of the bed as their toes protrude from the end of their bed covers! I have also found that singing loudly at around 3 a.m. causes them some discomfort but I do have to watch for unidentified flying objects which seem to come in my direction whilst singing, I have not yet worked out quite where they come from, but believe me I will.
To a degree, I have them trained now, they have put in a toilet facility just for me, and produce my meals upon request, however when they are watching the noisy coloured box in the evenings, they sometimes forget I need sustenance, and I have to climb in front of the screen and sit there so they can't see the pictures until they feed me! It usually works.
I have also found that climbing up on shelves and knocking their decorative ornaments to the floor causes them to take notice of me, and I am now a regular visitor to the fireplace where I have found I can steal their heat!
I guess I have learned to make the best of the trapped existence I lead, and amuse myself with the torment of my captors!
Back soon with more from my diary!
Lulu the Cat
