The case is quite clear, but I cannot resist to tell you all what a perfect feline I am. I captivate everyone with my perfect body, streamlined to conquer all objects. I am also highly intelligent. My brain capacity exceeds all. There is no feline more clever than I am. Yes, I am supercat, the conqueror of the felines. Mrs. Human counts her blessings daily that she is my chosen human.
I appointed her to care for all my needs. She was chosen to be the human amongst many fighting for the privilege to obey my commands. There are times when I must remind her with a paw scratch or perhaps a waking meow hiss when she is sleeping, but slowly she is realising the responsabilities of her life’s work. There is no other work as fulfilling as to serve a feline daily. Today I again used my recycling tray. She was overjoyed that she again had the task of emptying it. The weather is now changing and it is no longer so pleasant to leave my scents outside in the garden. Mrs. Human was resting and so I again fulfilled her dream of having something to do and called her to attention.
Our slaves are not rewarded for resting or sleeping, they must be in action at all time, otherwise it could be that they become forgetful of the great honour bestowed on them to fulfil the life of a feline.
She is enamoured in me, that is quite clear. What would she do witout me? She would have no purpose in her human life. I have a small correction to make with the feeding programme, but even this will be adjusted according to my wishes. Tuna fish first and at all times, vitamin pellets forbidden. She is getting there. No, just a moment.
“What is that Mrs. Human.”
“I was at the supermarket and they had a special offer for your favourite flavours in vitamin pellets, 2 pakets for the price of one, so I though it would make you happy. You know how much you are enamoured in those wonderful vitamin pellets that are good for you.”
“Of course, Mrs. Human. I think we should have a talk under four eyes, one set of whiskers and four claws”.