Thursday, 9 October 2014

The Great Cupcake Caper

The Evidence
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

I've been vindicated!

I told the humans a dog was not a good idea. Today, I was proved right.

Today Mum had a baking day. She made cupcakes.

Now, I know cupcakes are for humans, and I am not to knock them off the table and eat them. (In fact, if I wanted to eat them, I could get up on the table and eat them anyway, but I wouldn't do that.)

I wouldn't, but Fanta did.

Mum went out to water the plants, and Fanta came out to her carrying a cupcake.  (Dumb dog. She doesn't know that you never carry the evidence to Mum.)

When Mum came back to the kitchen she found empty and half empty cupcake holders all over the floor.

Another crime in progress.
But that's not Fanta's only crime.

Oh no, she was also caught stealing the pillows on Mum's bed.

Now, the rules are that animals are allowed to be on Mum's bed if we leave her the pillows.

And, as with the cupcakes, if I were going to steal Mum's pillows, I'd take care not to get caught.  Fanta, just doesn't get that. She just keeps getting caught.

It's all so funny, watching from up on my cat tower, seeing Fanta getting into trouble.

Sadly, Fanta didn't get into as much trouble as I thought she should.  Mum and Mr 20 both said she was still learning the rules here.

I said, "Mum, this dog you've brought into our house is a compulsive criminal.  You can't trust her. You should send her back to the shelter."

Mum said, "You'll get used to her, and she'll get used to how we do things in our house.  She's been here less than a week."

I never thought I'd see the day when Mum was so nice about someone stealing her cupcakes and her pillows.

How unjust is this? The dog next door barked, and Fanta just sniffed at the fence.  Mum called her a "good little lady" for being quiet when the other dog barked.  She didn't get into much trouble at all for the things she did, and she got praise for what she didn't do (bark)!

It's all just wrong.

But do you know the worst of it? With Fanta being here, I have to share the humans' attention with her.

If you want me, I'll be back up on my cat tower, looking out the window, ignoring my family.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,

Mr Bumpy,
Indignant Feline Overlord.


  1. I have enough trouble with the neighborhood dogs. They walk in my yard, growl and bark at me, and even drop huge bones from the third floor balcony! I can't imagine having one in MY house! Fortunately, Daddy's really allergic, so I think I'm safe.

  2. That doggie is nothing but trouble. ;)

  3. Poor Bumpy ! No chance to get rid of her... Purrs


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