Blackie and the Human Slave: Warning —Catitude Humor Inside

Blackie yawned and stretched. She clawed at the recliner, keeping her weapons sharp.

“Don’t do that to the furniture.”

Whatever.

She ignored the idle threat and continued, looking at her human slave typing away.

Don’t ignore me.

Blackie jumped onto the table and head-butted.

“Aw, I love you too, kitten.”

Feed me.

The treat packet opened. Mission accomplished. Blackie munched on treats.

The human outstretched their hand for a rub.

Don’t touch me.

Blackie strutted away, flashing her arse in the air. Of course, she’ll be back in a few hours, smooching and using the human slave for warmth.

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Disclaimer: Just a bit of feline fun. I’m a cat lover and find their behaviour quirky. There is much love, but jeez, they can be such users. Everything is on their terms.