My Spot, My Hand, Mine Mine Mine

[Me in my spot.]

Ruru the Cat here. I don't know why other cats don't understand that this is my house because I was here first. Well, except for Maya. But she doesn't count because she's not me. I got here first. I marked it all with my face. This is MY cat tree. See me in it? I like it, so it's mine. 

[The Wrong Cat in My Spot.]

Here is a misguided cat, who clearly doesn't understand all this. She's the youngest and came last. She should get that everything here is already claimed. By me. Many times over. But here she is, getting love from my hand on my perch. No wonder her name is Varya, which means wolf and thief. 

[Varya in My Box.]

She's befriended all the cats in the house. She's rubbed her own face across my stuff. She eats my dog food that I stole fair and square. Now, she claims every box that has shown up in the house. Every one. If there's a box, she's in it. I like boxes, so they should be mine. Why me? How I suffer. 

Books about Me!

[My Book. Ignore the others.]

Ruru the Cat here. Everyone knows I'm amazing. Well, I did an amazing thing and let my human do another amazing thing. I'm now in books! Yay for me! My person asked me to write a book about me, but she wanted me to pretend to be nicer. She said kids don't need to see me being rude. Come on! I am nice! The nicest thing I can do is show how great I am. You can read my book here for free for a few days. Just don't read the rest of the book. It's not about me, or not enough. It's about kittens (bad) and puppies (worse). Seriously. Why can't it all be about me?

[I'm the one on the right. The awesome one.]

My person kind of made up for it by making a book about me as a kitten. So, it's not exactly the real me. It's the fictional version of me, wherein I have sisters but not my real sisters. Cass is a cat who moved away. She wasn't so bad, but she didn't like me. Go figure. She was NOT my sister. Maya is actually the grouchy, grumpy old lady Halloween cat. I think my people said she's 13, but she seems so much older, like three thousand years. Our oldest sister in the book is Cookie. I don't know who that is except my people talk about this fictional cat named Cookie in their book, Doomimals. So my people somehow got everything about me wrong, except my amazingness. You can read an illustrated picture book about me here, also free for a few days. 

[The problem with this cover is it doesn't have me. Same with the book. The next one better.]

I'm super excited my fictional version will also be in Doomimals book 2. It's a "Three Little Kittens" version. Okay, so I don't know how I feel about being immortalized as a kitten. I don't LIKE kittens. I don't even remember much about my own kittenhood. But still, it's great that everyone will get to know about ME. 'Cuz I'm awesome. Don't forget it.