on a king size bed I stretch a few times give the legs a bit of a shake and spend time with the humans or as I like to call it a bit of mc loving. Then spent a half hour meowing at the closed door until the tall thin human with long hair and strange accent that i cant understand a word he says gets up and let's me out . But just when i think im on my way to freedom i am met by another door . This is where I start getting bored of this door lark. So after an hour trying to get attention I finally get to the promised land the kitchen. That's when I fill my boots of what the humas have given me.
As being a gentleman I always let the older mean and moody black cat
have her fill first. Now finally I'm on my way out the front door to where the fun begins