Yeah right. We all know that the only reason anyone comes here is to worship the kitty.
It’s all about me!
I most definitely held court. Everyone adored me (and rightly so, after all, the evening was all about me) I occasionally wandered into the middle of the living room and let them all pet me. Then I’d go hide so that they’d all say, “Where is the kitty?”. Because it’s just not a party without the kitty.
One of my favorite “Icky boys”, Knut, so wants me to love up on him.
I kind of like him more than the rest, but I don’t let him know it, I make him work for it…
The way you “let” a human worship you, is to make them get on the floor and reach. The scoot just a bit out of the way until their all sprawled out like the insane, clumsy hairless monkeys they are.
When you’re really good, you can make TWO of them reach.
It’s even better if you let them bring you a present!
Then they think they’re entitled and they have to show everyone how much you love them.
Speaking of presents, he brought me one.
But he had the nerve to wrap it and try to put it under the tree so that I have to wait for some stupid human holiday to have it opened for me.
Yeah right.
Watch how a real bad kitty gets what she wants…
That’s it for now…
Kitties, go get your presents !
~BadKitty
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