Saturday 16th January 2016

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Saturday 16th January 2016

Christmas has come and gone. We spent a week together, snoozing, watching TV, playing and eating before life returned to its usual pace. I have to admit you rather enjoying that week and regretting its end. But the world continues to turn.

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My brother enjoyed the myriad of new toys and I enjoyed the treats and food. But now we have some exciting changes. Our male slave has been making no end of noise I’m his quest to build things. Usually this is a damned inconvenience, but I have been pleased with some of the results.

As I may have mentioned, I am a sucker for a game of chase. Unfortunately, the game is often forced to an abrupt halt when I run out of space to run. This, I think may be about to change. Our shelves that run along one wall have been extended, and he doesn’t seem finished. I can’t tell you how excited I am about this. I must admit to being somewhat giddy about it all. Of course Ajali forgot all about it within moments, but he’ll be just as excited as me when it’s finished and he realises what it is.

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One more thing. 1 week. Remember I told you a Busu was coming? Something to help me against my brother’s sharp teeth and strong jaws. Well, I heard the slaves talking about, “The Day of The Busu.” It’s in 1 week. Just one more week. I am intrigued to see what will tame or cage the savage beast.

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Now I know I have only a few days to wait. Wish me well, my friends.

Monday 21st December 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Monday 21st December 2015

Christmas is upon us. Ajali and I have been helping decorate the tree, wrap presents and sort through the shopping bags our male slave brings home. I enjoy Christmas and this will be Ajali’s first. I have told him about the food and the presents, but he doesn’t believe such a time can exist. I look forward to showing him he is wrong.

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Ajali playing in boxes

Ajali remains excitable and rather uncouth. He leaps about, making the humans laugh. He steals anything and everything. It’s like living with a puppy. He chews everything he can get his sharp teeth on, including me! That’s when I yowl and the slaves pull him off me. Sometimes I yowl when he hasn’t even touched me, just to see him pulled away. Although the humans are getting wise to this now. Who would’ve thought they were smart enough?

Anyway, here’s something interesting. Remember when I said something is coming? Well I was right. I don’t know what it is, but whenever Ajali bites me they assure me Busu will be here soon. Should I infer this Busu will somehow stop Ajali biting me? Perhaps a Busu is a protective coating? Or a barrier I can breach but my pesky brother cannot? I don’t know, but I shall keep you posted.

In the meantime, Ajali may be irritating, but he plays a mean game of chase. That kitten is fast, but I am wily. I always win. Always.

Sunday 18th October 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Sunday 18th October 2015

I suspect something is happening. I am not sure what, but something is definitely coming. I shall wait.

Friday 9th October 2015

This morning my human slaves took Ajali away and came back without him. I admit I was somewhat fond of the little guy, despite him irritating me to distraction. And he really wasn’t that little. He’s bigger than me. He’s always biting me or chasing me. It simply isn’t decent, dignified behaviour.

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Behaviour. He doesn’t really understand the concept of good behaviour. He’s always stealing things. Stupid things like spoons or scissors. If you’re going to steal, although I have some issue with the term steal– how can I possibly steal something that is mine by right? Anyway, if you’re going to steal, make it cheese, or ham. Make it chicken or fish. Something worth stealing. I have no idea what he wanted a spoon for.

The slaves are constantly catching things he throws from the shelves, chasing him to pull things from his mouth and racing to rescue some prized possession he’s about to destroy. I’m not surprised the slaves finally realised he’s more trouble than he’s worth.

So now he’s gone and it’s back to just me and my humans. Oh I know I was lonely after losing Kai, but I’m sure I’ll be better able to cope with that this time. What is more important is this house finally revolves around me alone. As it should be. So far, they’ve given me treaties to apologise for leaving me alone this morning. They fed me breakfast as they left and I chuckled to myself because they didn’t give Ajali any!

Today is a good day. The first day of the rest of my life.

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P.S.

He’s back. He smells funny, like the place we go to see the woman who stabs us. I hissed at him when he arrived. I let him know I wasn’t impressed at his return.

But, in all honesty, I think maybe I am pleased to have him back. Just don’t tell him that. He’s too full of himself as it is.

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Sunday 28th June 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Sunday 28th June 2015

My new baby brother is quite sweet really. I admit to liking him, but I wish he’d keep his teeth to himself. I think we might be able to play together. In time. Not yet. I need to know I can trust him. I think I can, but I want to be sure.

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Ajali sleeps in the spare room with my male human. So overnight it’s just me and my female human–as it should be. But in the day Ajali is around. He plays, eats and sleeps. He has no decorum to speak of, but I am pleased to report he understands the nature of the cat -human slave relationship. He should fit in just fine.

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And…I have to admit it…it’s nice to no longer be alone. He’s not Kai. He’s not my brother, despite the humans calling him so. But he is another cat and I feel less afraid, less alone, less desperate with him here. I cannot help but like the little rascal. Maybe one day, he will feel like family. I miss you, Kai xx.

Sunday 14th June 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Sunday 14th June 2015

They left me again. Again! I was about ready to leave a steaming pile on their bed when I heard the car. I ran to the stairs to find out where they had been and to remind them they had abandoned me. The female human came in alone. She rushed to me, as she jolly well should and scooped me into her arms.

All right, I admit…I couldn’t resist purring. I was so happy not to be alone. Without my brother beside me I had been feeling, well, vulnerable. Of course, Kai would have been useless if trouble had found us, but at least I would have had some back up. Anyway, back to the story. She carried me to the living room and took down the treatie pot–my reason for living. The guilt was strong in this one!

I could hear the male human coming in, but treaties trump punishment so I let him wait to grovel. However, he didn’t appear and soon a familiar, yet strange smell reached my sensitive nose. The door to the spare room shut and from behind it I heard a cat. Well, as you can imagine I was shocked. Could it be? Could Kai finally be home? Was he alive all along and simply held captive elsewhere?

I raced to the door and tried to make my way in, but I was locked out. The miaows grew louder, a call to arms. I was there, ready and waiting, but barred from entry. I called back, to let him know I was with him and he called back to me.

It was strange though. He didn’t smell right. But who else could it be? Finally, after what felt like days of desperate calling, the door was opened ajar. I tried to push into the room but my female human held me back whilst my male human stopped me pushing the door from the other side. But it didn’t matter, for a beautiful feline face peered at me through the crack.

It wasn’t Kai. I could see and smell that now. It was another cat, a kitten. He was small and crying for company. I tried to push into the room, but I wasn’t the cat he was expecting. Perhaps he expected his mother, or his siblings? Either way, it wasn’t me. He panicked and hissed.

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How dare that little upstart hiss at me in my own home? I hissed back and the door was closed. Later, I sat on the sofa alone. My humans had been fussing over food and toys for the interloper so I sat alone in complaint. The spare room opened and the tiny kitten entered the living room. I wanted to be annoyed, but he was small and worried and calling for his mother. So I sat still and watched him.

He was brave for one so young. He explored the room, calling for his family less and less. When he saw me, he hissed and backed away. I ignored the slights, knowing he was acting out of fear.

“This is your new baby brother, Kike,” my female human said. “His name is Ajali.”

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Sunday 10th May 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Sunday 10th May 2015

We had the best day today. The female human wasn’t feeling well and the male human was very tired after being awake all night. So we all spent the day in bed. With the humans not awake to cause me any difficulties, I was able to work all day, undisturbed.

It’s now close to midnight and we’re back in bed. I knew where my humans were all day and nobody left. Today was a good day. I am now curled up in my big, comfortable bed, but it feels huge. I don’t sleep in it often, because it reminds me I’m alone. It’s far too big for one cat.

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I know this will sound stupid, but I miss fighting my brother for the best spot in this bed. I miss lap wars– where we argued over who slept on the best spot on the female human’s lap. And I miss arguing over who sleeps in the crook of the male human’s arm. I don’t miss arguing over the soft, squishy house. That’s mine!

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Friday 1st May 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Friday 1st May 2015

I must first apologise for not writing in a while. After I lost my dear brother in March I couldn’t face writing. I couldn’t even eat. My humans were equally devastated and together we struggled to find a way through. My brother, Kai was pretty stupid and he bit me a lot, but I did love him and I didn’t know how to live without him.
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Little did I know my life was about to change again. My humans left me. Oh not forever, but for two days. Left me to fend for myself, apart from the human they left to keep me company. I was furious and rightly so. We had been through a terrible ordeal and only two months later they were leaving me.

I punished them on their return of course, but my heart wasn’t in it. I hadn’t realised how much more fun these things were when I had Kai to laugh with, or at.

A few weeks later, having not learned their lesson, they left again. Again! This time though, they brought someone back with them. I’ll tell you more next time.

Friday 20th March 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Friday 20th March 2015

I can’t keep starving myself. I have to eat. I don’t want to eat, but I’m feeling weak. I slept last night. The first time since my brother disappeared. I cuddled my female human. She cuddled me back. If I could cry, I would cry along with my humans. I miss my brother. I know my humans do too.

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I don’t really know how to be without my brother. It’s only ever been the two of us. Our mother gave us to our humans when we were 9 weeks old. I don’t really remember our mother. I just remember my brother and me and our humans. I do, no, I did everything with my brother. I don’t know how not to be Kike&Kai.

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I have to learn

Wednesday 18th March 2015

Grumpy Kike

I am Kike (pronounced Keekay, get it right, readers). I am a 4 year old Tonkinese cat and this is my journal of the trials and tribulations I face as a house cat who is smarter than her humans and brother combined.

Wednesday 18th March 2015

One of my humans went out yesterday and today. He didn’t bring my brother home. I checked behind him. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I miss my brother. There were scary noises and he wasn’t there to comfort me. My humans are so upset. They’re not themselves. That scares me too. I like things to be normal. Things aren’t normal. They try to tell me it’s okay. But how can it be? My brother is gone. My humans are distraught and I am alone.

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