Spencer went to sleep at the other room last night, under the beds. But she came back later sometime in the morning.
She woke me at 5.45am and got her breakfast, then at 7.15am and 8.15am. I didn't know why she was so desperate to wake me up for!
Hat came at 8.30am to have his breakfast, and Spencer was chasing him once he stepped in. He wanted to come back in after his post-meal grooming, and Spencer walloped him, with some blood curdling screams. I didn't actually see what happened, but Spencer was boiling mad, and scratched me. Hat left the house, and sang mournfully along the corridor. Spencer is in quite a bad mood now.
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Spence,lately you look kinda angry in your photos....
sit massage chair lor....
We'd say livid is a better word. But that reminds of liver. And that reminds us we haven't had OUR breakfast. MOM where are you? --Alberta, Sky, Blackie and Charlie
Hey Spencer's whiskers look like Stalin's .....
Spencer~~~ why darling? What happened to make you so angry all the time ah?
Dear harimau, I guess it is the stress...of the other cats dropping by.
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