Minds of a cat

Hello, my name is Pischel. I know, this name is crazy, but I think, my mistress is a little crazy. Why couldn’t she call me Cherry? I like this name: Cherry. No, I am Pischel, it got worse, I am “Pischel-Baby”. Oh no, no no.

When I came to my mistress, I was a baby. And she said, this is not a cat, it’s a little body on very long legs. But meanwhile I am a real cat, you can see.




One of my most favourite places is this on top the computer monitor, when my mistress is working. I love my mistress so much, but she is crying, when I do this. Also I love the computer monitor and so I must lick the monitor. Why doesn’t she love this? The monitor must be cleaned up. Every night, when she goes to sleep, she covers the monitor. I can’t understand this. Maybe, one night, I take it away and I clean the monitor…
When my mistress works with the computer, she works with a thing, she calls it “mouse”. I know, what this is. But this mouse has no legs, she can’t speak and I can’t play with this mouse. And she doesn't smell like a mouse. My mistress is very crazy.



Another favourite play is this: I hide myself under a chair. I close my eyes and so I am away. And my mistress calls and calls, she doesn’t find me. But sometimes I forget my tail. And so she finds me, my tail is wagging. I think, I have to learn to hide my tail.


Sometimes, a fly is in my home, I must catch this. So I climb on the wall. It’s not a problem for me, I bare my teeth and I catch the fly. My mistress can see the way I took to catch the fly. And she is peeved with me. I don’t understand humans.

Now I must go to the kitchen. Maybe, I find something to help my mistress.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 07.07.2009

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