Mr Sparkle came to clean my kitchen rug today. I tried to help him but I was scooped up and put in another room. Somebody always spoils my fun. I was just trying to tug his sheets and put them in reasonable order. This is one of my specialities. He asked if they were sure I wasn't a soft toy. He also said he sees quite a lot of house rabbits and they jump out at him when he least expects it. I was pleased about that. That's another of my specialities. Jumping out at people.
There is a sniff of bad news in the air. My rear end is being checked more than once a day which means either the dreaded Rearguard is imminent or they'll take me for another shave. I hate Rearguard. It makes me feel poorly for a couple of days or so. It's all those chemicals I expect but I have to clean myself, don't I and that's when I lick the stuff. I only have it when they go away in warm weather which is also bad news although I stay in my own home and have servants who take good care of me. They are all well trained, for humans and I am so irresistibly cute they do whatever I tell them so it's not so bad. I wonder when I will get a holiday? I'm going to think about where I would like to go while I have a nap.
