Ship's Cat two here and what a day I've had.

First off the Fat cook locked me in the kitchen at around two in the morning, said it was too early for breakfast the bastard.

Then after I finally got fed he shut me in the dining room so I didn't get a chance to have a go at Ship's Cat One's bnreaakfast. well no sooner do I escape upstairs into the bathroom, when as I'm minding my own business running about and things and the female monkey deliberately stamps on my foot.

So I go downstairs and he's got the cat basket in the kitchen. Good I think he must be taking my brother to the vet to have pins stuck in him. But imagine my horror when he lets him into the garden, closing the door so I can't get out, bugger its for me and just because a girl likes to keep her bikini line trim and tidy, I'm bundled off in the car to the vets where I'm subjected to all manner of indignity and terrorized by a Staf and another stupid dog.

Just wait till he gets home tonight, I'll have a surprise waiting for him!