Hewwo! My name is Cecil

Hewwo! My name is Cecil and I am a wonderful cat. Some people call me a “creampoint.”

I call myself “PURRFECT.”

I wike to have fun.

Let me tell you about a few of the ways that I like to have fun.

The fun starts when I greet people at my door. I wait for dem and then I scream a little. I say MEH! Dats how we say “Hewwo!” And den everybody knows when dey walk in, they have to sit in the foyer or sometimes right on the floor. We call that “floyer time.”

They have to pet me, and I put my butt in the air just so they can call me a “scorpion”! Am I a scorpion? NO! But it makes them relax, and that is why we do it. Does it feel good to have my butt scratched? Not wheely. But I’m trying to have fun!

Every day is a series of fun activities. And den I go to sleep. I do fun over and over and over.

And I encourage udders to participate in the fun because it’s really better for dem. Once you get to be a human or a person, you start finking about fings that you think are upsetting or important—and I’m here to tell you, dey’re not. Sometimes, they aren’t even weel!

I wiv in a house wif my fadder and Mudder. I also have a cwazy Auntie.

Sometimes I play a game with my Auntie. She wikes to sleep over and pretend that we are good friends. When she visits, she won’t weave the house, which is weird. I do like it when she goes for walks because I get a break.

But dis is the game.

I run up to her, wherever she is sitting or working, but then I turn away from her and face the bottom of the stairs. My face is looking away from her. She knows that when I do this, she is supposed to say to me, “Do you wanna cuddle?”

And then I go wunning up the stairs, down the hall, and I jump in my parent’s room. It takes a wile cuz she only has two legs, but I wait for her to climb the stairs. Once she gets to the bathroom, I dive onto my parents’ bed and she follows me.

I make her lay down on the bed, and I stomp around while I let her pet me. We do it for, I don’t know, five or ten minutes? And it’s very fun.

She smiles and feels joy and then calms down. And then I feel joy and I calm down.

And then I jump up quick-like because I might see a bird out the window and then I have to run downstairs.

And then I do it again.

The whole routine.

Even if only five minutes have passed, I make her do it again. I just get up and start the whole routine over. She finks I forgot—but wheely, she forgot!

Dats the end of da story, fwiends! 🐾