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10 Ways I Want To Be More Like My Cat

Hi everyone.

Did you watch Crufts on TV at the weekend? I must admit to being more of a dog person than a cat person but sometimes I feel sorry for dogs. They seem to have a "ruff" deal compared with cats who, let's face it, often live the life of Riley. This got me thinking about what it would be like to be a cat or at least behave more like one. Full disclosure: I don't actually own a cat but I have known a few felines in my time.  


Who is this Riley dude? I could definitely take him.

10 Ways I Want To Be More Like My Cat

1. Be the master, not the servant.

2. Fall asleep anytime, anywhere, anyhow.

3. Not feel guilty about ending a relationship with someone who thought I was their best friend.

4. Eat when I want to, not when I have to.

5. Rub my head against the legs of a complete stranger without getting arrested.

6. Never lose a staring contest.

7. Sleep all day and stay out all night.

8. Pee in the bath without having to get hammered first.

9. Get free meals by just loitering outside someone's door and looking pathetic.

10. Be the centre of someone’s world.


Wake me up when it's next Thursday.

Thanks for reading. I'm off to pee in the bath!

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