PATCHES IS A SNITCH!
Patches has seen me many times on top of the fireplace. I think he is jealous that I can jump that far and he can barely get up onto a chair. Even the bed is a problem for him, but since
he likes to sleep on the bed, he uses every muscle he has to get up on top of it.
I sing to myself “Patches is a fattie, Patches is a fattie, Patches is a.....”. Every once in a while it comes out of my mouth and Patches pouts.
So I guess I shouldn't be surprised that he has become a SNITCH. (Tit for tat? – whatever.)
Patches watched me yesterday as I did my Superman jump and got up on the fireplace mantle. He sat and smiled at me as he did his little growling
thing. I wasn't paying attention and Mommie came running when he did a real mournful m-e-e-o-o-w.
“AH, HA!!” Mommie screamed when she saw me on the fireplace. “GOTCHA, you big fat cat. Get off the fireplace!!”
(Later she and Uncle Tom found their treasures behind it.) I couldn't believe that Patches had figured out a way to tell on me. And, I was stupid enough not to notice the signs.
“...big fat cat.” Now that hurt! No wonder
Patches pouts. I guess I should be nicer to him and quit commenting on his weight.