Taught my kitten some combat skills. Gracefully feigned defeat. The official feeder thought that I was losing. Hah! Oh well. Of course I was... But they used their teeth! That was cheating!

And why are they complaining when I sleep on their hair? Look at my body. There's hair all over me. And you don't hear me complain... much.

Okay, I miss getting a creambath. But that's all.

What's with humans and courtesy nowadays? Don't they know that forcing a cat to have a bath and then hair-dry him in front of his kittens is like forcing a king to lick his crotch in front of his heirs?

Woke up by the sounds of thunders. How I hate them! But I love the rain. I love looking at tiny drops of rain, pondering my existence in life. I always get the same answer--it's time to go to bed.