Igloo

I've been given a Christmas gift and to say that I am underwhelmed is an understatement. The humans have presented me with a cat igloo. Basically a soft, fluff covered thing that I am expected to sleep in. I took one brief look inside and then came straight out again. A cursory glance and little more was what I gave it. This of course has left them feeling most upset and even hurt to some degree. But  I can't help that now can I? I never asked for a cat igloo and I can't think why they bought it for me. After all, I've got a king sized bed all to myself so why would I need an igloo to sleep in. I bet it cost just shy of a tenner as well. That could have bought ten packets of Dreamies instead. But no, they've blown it all on an igloo!

But here's the thing gentle reader. I probably will use the igloo when I'm good and ready to. And not just to make them happy. Let's not forget who is in charge around here. It's their job to please me not the other way round. So one day, when I feel like it I shall check the igloo out and maybe even have a kip in it. If I like what I see then I shall continue to use it. If I don't like it then they may as well put it in the bin. I'm sure there are plenty of cats out there sleeping in such things and if that's your bag then all well and good but Pixie Poo Poo is currently loving the bed and that's where I'll be sleeping for the foreseeable.

Cat igloo indeed!

PPP x