I have been a good cat but now I am in trouble with Mom. All because of the big man and his big mouth.

First, I had a lot of fun with the people nephew who calls Mom Aunt Mom. He stayed at our house to play with me and let me sleep with him. He played our piano and I sat in his lap. He had to go back to the place far away called the Army and we were all very sad.

I helped the big man write numbers on paper for the place called college. I have let myself in and out of the house through my cat hole so that I would not bother anyone.

Mom got up very early on the day that was Sunday and went to the airplane to go to the place where Ink lives called North Carolina. Me and the big man hung out at home and everything was just fine.

The big man went to work on the day that was Monday. I was at home by myself. I was hungry and the big man forgot to give me cat treats, so I went outside to catch myself a fat bird. I know I am not supposed to bring fat birds in the house, but no one was home and the wind was blowing outside and those stupid dogs that live in the yard behind us were out, so I thought it would not hurt if I took my fat bird in the house, as long as I cleaned up after myself.

That is not a problem because cats like to clean up after themselves. So I brought my fat bird in the living room and I was playing with it for a minute and it got away. I had fun chasing it and running after it. I got tired of chasing it around and decided I should take a short nap. Well, when I woke up from my nap, I could not find my fat bird! I left it in the floor! It was gone!

I thought maybe the big man was home and stole my fat bird for himself, but he was not there. I looked all over for my fat bird and did not find it. The feathers were all over the living room and I heard the big man coming in the house. I knew I was in trouble. I could not find the vaccuum cleaner to clean up the feathers.

The big man yelled at me and asked me where my fat bird was. I did not know. The big man was looking for it. I figured he must really want a fat bird, because he was all worked up about finding it. I thought if I got him another fat bird I would not be in trouble for bringing a fat bird in the house. So I ran out my cat hole and caught another fat bird for the big man and brought it in through the cat hole.

The big man got very mad about me having another fat bird and he took it away from me! I was going to give it to him, but he just could not wait! The big man never appreciates anything I do for him!

He called Mom and told her I brought fat birds in the house and one of them is lost in our house. Mom was very mad about that because a bunch of people are coming to our house soon to eat too much food. She does not want a fat bird hiding in our house to come out and bother the people. She told the big man to shut the door and lock me out! Mom is mad at me! I have to do something about that. Having a mad Mom is not cool and I am a cool cat.