As I said earlier, I was very cross and embarrassed at Honey's behaviour towards Ceri and had a few sharp words for her, in her own interest of course. I was just concerned she'll never have a home if she behaves like that all the time."Actually it was all that curly air that really unnerved me," Honey confessed.
"Humans with curly hair usually have a wild streak within which makes them virtually untameable."
She then tossed her head and lifted her nose as if there was a pungent stench in the air.
"You know I bet she is the sort who'd give out an annoying giggle every time I went anywhere near her. she'd probably never have my tea ready to schedule and I bet too she's the sort who'd move my bowls around to different places in the kitchen and cause confusion - yes, untamable I say untamable! Mark my words young Fudge... (Fudge was my name before I was given the name Cookie, but that's a story for another time) ... Your life would becomr chaos if you went home with that Ceri and there's no way out you know!" She said, with her stuffy little nose still in the air as she strutted along back into her den.
"One cat's definition of chaos is another cat's definition of fun" I muttered under my breath, it was no use arguing though, besides getting worked up about stuff isn't me ... The "Chilled out dude" they called me in my previous home. No, Honeys silly behaviour was her business.
As for me I found a quiet sunny spot in the corner of the pen. I lay down and gazed up at the white fluffy clouds floating slowly in the sky. I dreamt of a new life with lots of cuddles and fun.
