That Stupid S Word

(Me.  It's about me.  Just deal with it.)

Ruru the Cat here.  You know that lovely world I described last week?  That world in which I had my wonderful person around all day, every day?  Well, it's all gone now.  All gone.  I'm NOT happy.  

I got that lovely world for a day.  Just a day.  Not even that, and that crappy S word started.  They call it "school," but that seems like such a boring word for a terrible event that happens for so many hours each day.  I can't imagine what steals my person away for so stinking long EVERY DAY, well, almost every day.  I don't understand the pattern.  It's just that some days, she's there, and some days, she's not.  I hate this.  I just get her back, and she leaves me again.  It's perverse, I tell you, and just not right.  

Seriously.  Do they not understand that life is all about me?  She's supposed to be here for me, to offer me crackers and pet me and NOT put me in costumes.  She's supposed to be there all day, every day.  This S word crap needs to stop.  And some days, when she starts at home, she goes somewhere else and doesn't come back in a hurry.  I just can't understand why someone would want to do anything that doesn't involve me.  People don't make any sense at all.  

"School" Is a Naughty Word

                                                           (How life is supposed to be)

Ruru the Cat here.  So when my person disappeared for a few days last week, talking about that terrible S word, "school," I hoped it was kind of a fluke or a joke or something.  I remembered that I didn't like that word for a reason.  But for weeks and weeks and weeks, my person has been holding and loving me.  She's been there for me whenever I wanted her.  Now, she leaves me for hours at a time, and I hear that awful S word a lot, both before she leaves and when she comes back.  I'm stuck looking for attention from my person's mom, and she's so busy that I don't get all the attention I crave.

I've tried and tried to imagine what "school" means.  I know one time, I had a horrible experience of getting dragged into what they called a "school."  I was stuck in a cage while everyone around me ate yummy smelling food.  Is that what school means?  That you get stuck in a trap all day and sit around, wondering what exciting things you're missing out on?  I can't imagine what's so exciting and wonderful that it's more important than sitting around and holding me.

I wish I could convince my person that doing anything but holding me is a waste of time.  She's smart.  I betcha if I tried really hard, I could do it.  Now, if only I could speak person.

She's Leaving Me!

Ruru the Cat here.  I had such a lovely summer.  I had my person here to love me and snuggle me every day.  She spent all day long patting me and holding me.  It was so nice.

Now, every day, she goes away in the morning and doesn't come back until hours and hours and hours later.  I keep hearing this nasty word "school."  I don't know what it is exactly, but I seem to remember bad things about it, like lots of kids patting me and no food anywhere and this long, awful car drive.  Terrible experience, this school stuff.  And it keeps stealing my person every day except for, like, two days at a time.  I don't get what that's about.  But I live for those days.  They're heaven.  My person is back on those days, spending all day long, holding me and snuggling me.  Curse you, school thing.  Give me my person back.