DancingMonkey

While my owner was putting my dinner in my bowl, I climbed up on the table. Not because it’s forbidden, but solely to check whether it’s still forbidden.🐈 You can see that I didn't even touch her dinner. (I saw that I got a much tastier food than what she's going to eat.)😸

Today is a special day: National Black Cat Day.🐈‍⬛ Many people believe black cats bring bad luck but the truth is quite the opposite: they bring love and good luck, they are loyal, affectionate and grateful. Don’t let old beliefs or superstitions influence how you relate to them.

This is the ad I’m posting now: It’s well known that petting cats is just as effective as any kind of sedative and helps relieve stress. If you want to improve your mental well-being, come see me! In exchange for a little treat, you can pet me, and maybe I'll even purr for you.🐈

This pose is absolute comfort combined with maximum defensive reflexes. If anyone tried to wake me up now, they’d only be risking their own safety. I'm asleep but my senses are on alert and I can even hear my owner's thoughts about my dinner. I hope she serve it soon.🐈‍⬛

The clocks change tomorrow at dawn. My owner is very optimistic. She thinks she can sleep an hour more. However, my internal biological clock will be as precise as a Swiss watch, signaling the usual time. So, when it comes to my breakfast, I am not open to any negotiations.⏰🐈‍⬛

On this beautiful, sunny October day, I was walking lonely through the park. Suddenly I noticed a little girl sitting on a bench petting cats. I went over to her, sat down, and waited patiently, because a little love and attention are always worth the wait.🍂🧡🐈

I got a really delicious dinner, which I quickly devoured. Then I asked for a little more. And a little more. I must say that the introduction of the internationally recognized cat unit of measurement known as “a little more” is meeting with serious resistance in our house.🐈‍⬛

Another day where I am forced to confront my own perfection. Not everyone gets to share a roof with an autumn-colored beauty. So I told my owner that since she wouldn't find any autumn decorations prettier than me, she should spend the money set aside for them on treats instead.

I was resting here when suddenly a fly flew past me, which of course I had to catch. The execution of the jump was flawless, the hunt was successful. The unfortunate rearrangement of the houseplants was not intentional. My owner still wanted to put the full responsibility on me.

At 3:19 am, I sang my own composition "MEOOOW". My owner shouted at me. She didn’t criticize the performance’s quality but she revealed her own unpreparedness. She isn't yet culturally mature enough to accept this work of high-art value, typically performed between 2 and 5 am.🐈‍⬛