Tuesday, June 9, 2009
My friend Clarence
I have lots of friends. Clarence is one of them. He is a big orange cat and Sally says that he thinks he is a dog. I like to chase him around the house, although sometimes he gets a little bit angry when I catch him, and I don't like when he is angry with me. Clarence eats delicious food. Sometimes I try to steal it, but then Sally gets mad at me. One really odd thing about Clarence is that he uses the bathroom in the house, in a box in Sally's room. If I poop or pee in the house, Sally gets mad at me (so do Ken and Steph). I have never seen Sally get mad at Clarence for pooping and peeing in her room. I just don't understand Sally sometimes. Clarence and I snuggle up sometimes. He is cuddly and warm and makes a funny noise, as if he had a motor. That sometimes disturbs my sleep but I always manage to get back to sleep. Another thing Clarence can do is jump over the gate at the bottom of the stairs. I can't seem to do that no matter how I try. He also jumps on tables and counters, all sorts of places I can't get to. Still I'd rather be a dog, even if it means I can't get to all the places Clarence can. Clarence did a naughty thing today. There was a lovely vase of flowers on the table and Clarence knocked them over. It was like it was raining under the table. I thought it was quite funny, but Sally and Steph seemed annoyed. I tried to drink some of the water and Sally shooed me away. I don't understand why it is alright to drink some water, but not other water. Things can be a little bit confusing for me sometimes.