...Er, um, Hello!

My name is Augustus. I have parents. Sometimes life can be difficult. I possess the great skill of being able to charm the socks off of anyone who chances to spot me, a rare occurrence indeed. [The spotting, that is; not the charming!]
However, for you, Dear Reader, I am prepared to divulge my deepest thoughts and perspective of the world, mostly because if I don't tell somebody what is going on around here, I am going to pop!
But be warned, proceed with caution: Living with Mummy and Dad can be rather harrowing at times...

Friday, January 20, 2012

Don't Go Into The Closet

I have a secret to tell: Mummy keeps a monster in the closet, and every few days she hauls this monster out and lets it roam at large through the whole house. Thankfully, she does keep it on a leash, one end of which she plugs into a holder on the wall but it still has a lot of room to move about, and that makes me nervous. It makes the most horrific growling noise as it moves! It snuffles across the floor, dragging Mummy behind while she apparently tries to pull it back. Mummy is pretty strong so it must be REALLY powerful to run away from her like that (though I have to give her credit - she does a fair job of corralling it after a while and shoving it back into the closet). We are all terrified of this beast and certain that it will catch us one of these days and eat us but for now it seems to be content to chew on the dust kittens that are all over the house. (Poor little dears; somebody has to make the sacrifice, right? I hope they never leave because then we big kitties are for it!). Still, it chased me into the bedroom today - I was too fast for it, diving headlong under the bed just as it passed by and barely escaping with my life. Unfortunately, Mummy got the bright idea recently to use these big rolling basket thingies under the bed, so there is hardly any room for me, and I think my tail may have been sticking out - I could feel the monster's drawing breath tugging at my tail furs as it rolled past. I am sure it caught my scent so now I will most likely have to fight it off every time Mummy lets it out for a stroll. THANKS ALOT, MUMMY!


  1. Sounds really scary, Gussie! It's a good thing that monster didn't catch you. Better watch out!