Shaggy the Cat has issues. He is usually on the wrong side of the door, especially after midnight. He wants to be fed so he can eat a bite, then leave the rest of his meal to sit and grow stale. He likes to wait until I am asleep, then wake me with a paw and slightly extended claw. But all those are minute compared to his real issue - lack of friends.
I have already commented on his attempt at bonding with the Duck family. Today I caught him trying the same thing with Snoopy and Aflac. But his relationships with the stuffed is much more desirable than the one he tried last night.
I know Shaggy is aware of my affection for the Mouse. I think he's jealous, because last night while I was watching tv, I heard Shaggy using his "things are awry" meow. I looked over and saw him scooting across the floor, batting what I believed was his catnip Disney ball. When I noticed the "ball" moving on its own, I realized it was a mouse. Real, not Disney. Shaggy chased the mouse around the room, batting it a bit but not wounding it. I procured a box, trapped the mouse, and released it outside.
I am more confused than ever. Does he want a baby kitten sibling? Does he want to go to Disneyworld? Does he need more of my attention? I just hope he knows that bringing a mouse to me in my bed would not be considered a "magical moment!"
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