I think, even for a cat, I’ve been a bit unappreciative.
Wait. I see something colorful being placed near me.
Meow? What is this taco?
My Mommy gives me tacos.
And what do I give her?
HISS!! But then she does things like this. What is this silly bow on my head?
This is not funny. HISS!! I hate this.
But I have to be understanding. The bow, on my head is incredibly cute.
I need to do something for her in return.
A treat that’s even better than a catnip taco.
I hear her leaving for work. Time to check the pantry.
Empty. Yes, I know it’s not great trying to dig out one of her own treats to give her, but it’s not like I can go shopping.
I would love to give her some Toblerone, or perhaps a box of Turkish Delight.
These options are not quite within the reach of my little paws.
How to get to the next cabinet?
Just assume I have my ways, and cut to the next shot, okay?
Purr! She will appreciate the treat I have prepared for her.
I didn’t think I could pull it off, but it looks very tasty… for a human. Time for … you guessed it. A nap.
Meow! Who’s there?
Oh, she’s home.
See, ear scritches!
This lady deserves her treat!
I’ll wait until she’s upstairs before I make my move.
I’ll have to act fast. It will take a lot of effort for me to put the treat on the table without destroying it.
The shower is on! It’s time to make my move!
Come with me quick. Help me open the refrigerator. I put the treat in the refrigerator.
Now, we wait.
Will the treat be good enough?
I mean, it’s not as good as a catnip taco, but…
The treat looks pretty. I want her to have something pretty.
Don’t you think my treat looks pretty? I used my favorite silver platter too.
I’ve been waiting here a while. Did she go to bed or something?
Now isn’t this awkward?
I tried. I did all I could.
Can you help me get the treat back in the fridge?
Meow! She’s coming downstairs!
I need your help again! Get the bowtie!
It’s on straight? How are my whiskers?
I’m so nervous.
Here she comes.
Meow. I hope she likes it.
Nothing to be worried about. Of course Mommy likes fruit tarts.
Oh no! Here comes the squish!
It’s quite a squish, but I should have expected it.
Phew. Almost didn’t survive that one.
Now if you don’t mind, I’d appreciate some privacy. Thank you for your help.