I've just come back from a spot of hunting, browsed a few magazines and now I'm going to curl up for a nice nap.
Gemma is always moaning and telling me off when I bring her little gifts.
What can I say? I love the taste of little birdies in the morning.
She's always trying ways to stop me hunting - and half the time her efforts succeed - damn you Gemma!
She puts big bells on my collar, so the little birds can hear me when I come.
She's always feeding me, I do like to eat though, I think she's trying to encourage me to stay closer to home, I'd like to see her catch me!
I'm only really allowed to go out in the day, not too early and not too late - which is a shame because that's when I can usually find a little vulnerable birdie to feast on.
There's also lot spiny plants like holly and thorn bushes around the bottom of trees in the garden, I try my best to get up there though!
Anyway, my cat nap is calling me! Miaow for now!
Charlie xx
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