A limp, a poorly puss and a quick recovery

Do you ever feel a bit poorly?

I felt a bit poorly on Monday so I got myself comfy on Sian and Roy’s bed and tried to pretend to be asleep and to snore a bit.

Can you hear me?

When I got up for lunch, I limped slowly across the kitchen floor to my bowls.

My mummy looked very worried and made up a soft new bed for me near a lovely warm radiator.

My new bed is made from a bright red wool with a pretty pattern and it’s very cosy to snuggle into.

It is on the window sill so I can keep an eye on my garden and also see my bowls – all at the same time. Perfect. 

I decided to dangle my poorly leg over the radiator to remind everyone that I had a limp. Poor leg. Do you think I look cosy?

What more could a cat ask for?

Well there is one thing that a poorly cat could ask for – and that is -  my favourite treat called ‘Dreamies’. I expect you like those too Jack?

Because I was poorly, mummy gave me some Dreamies on my window sill instead of in my bowls. Here I am tucking into them. Delicious!

I used my paw to reach for more Dreamies and I blame the slippery window sill!

It is a naughty window sill and it wasn’t my fault honestly, but I got the blame for dropping Dreamies down inside the radiator. Oh dear.

I think my limp is better now as I don’t think my mummy is very pleased with me. No more Dreamies on my window sill.

I hope I can still keep my window sill bed even though I’m not poorly any more.