I am penitent (not!)

The female human was trying to practise piano. But I was not satisfied after my third lunch, so I meowed at her and then jumped on the piano. She picked me up and put me on the sofa instead. I was not pleased by this, so I jumped onto the sideboard and started knocking the things off. The female human got cross and chased me around the apartment into the bedroom. My tail was all pluffy. Eventually, she gave me a fourth lunch and went to use her computer. I decided to forgive her and came and sat on her computer to give her a head butt and show her I still loved her (despite her questionable outfit for the day). She lifted me onto her lap for a cuddle, which I thought was far too forward of her at this stage of my forgiveness, so I bit her and ran off. She is a terrible human today.

I am fed up

I am not impressed. At all. This morning I was a little bit sick (only five times and in the kitchen, not on the rug) because I scoffed my two breakfasts too quickly. The female human said I could only have a little bit more and only at long intervals because she didn't want me to make myself sick again by scoffing it down. She is so mean.
Last week I helped put the sofa from Ikea together. The picture is me helping. I held down the sofa while the female human tried to put the covers on. She said I was getting in the way. She's not very appreciative of all the help I give her.

I am Tweetable

The female human helped me open a Twitter account today. Now I can speak maintain my fursome internet presence while she is at work. I am a happy pooka. But I need more friends, famous friends, furry friends. Maybe that Uggie dog would be my friend... No, he is just a smelly dog. Lord Tubbington from Glee... Now he would be a good friend. Garfield, wait he is not real. I need famous feline friends.

I am cinematic

And noisy!