Feline vs. Fish

Well, my weekend was less than exciting.

About the only thing of note I did on 

Saturday was put Mimzy in the food bowl.

Sunday Auntie and Uncle came over.

I let the humans do whatever it was they were doing

while I ventured into the unoccupied kitchen.

Once there, I decided to watch my TV show:

Fish Tank.

This season is turning out to be pretty good.

It had me engrossed for quite some time.

Eventually, of course, watching was no longer enough.

I just had to get involved.

After awhile I went back into the living room

to check on the humans.

I refused to sit on any of their laps.

Instead, I sat behind Mom on the back of the recliner.

So she took some nice close-ups of me.

I didn't really feel like catering to the humans,

so I once again removed myself from their presence.

This trip to the kitchen landed me in the

Alternate Box of Rebellion.

From my lofty position I could look down on them...

...silently willing Mom to find me something 

tasty to eat somewhere in that kitchen.

My Jedi mind tricks fell short.

Still, I had to try.

After all, what else is a cat supposed to do if 

not make all manner of attempts to control humans?

>^.^<