Picard - a cat with pet humans

Picard awoke to the sound of a grumbling tummy.

'Meeeoow' Picard said as he stretched out arching his back and yawning
and needed his paws into the carpet.

Looking around for any sign of his pet humans, Picard ran up stairs to
see who was awake. As usual, no one was, so he jumped up on the bed
with a soft THUMP and landed gently on mum

'Ummph...oh, it's you Picard.' Said a sleepy mum as she smiled
back.

'Meeoow' came the reply

Picard and Mum then got out of bed and went down stairs. Arriving in
the kitchen where mum prepared breakfast, a lovely bowl of pilchards
and some milk.

Picard helped mum get the food ready, darting in and out between her
legs, rubbing his body on her shins and purring as he looked up towards
the his bowl. He then led mum down to the laundry where he always ate
his meals.

Breakfast all done, it was now time for a quick wash. Picard preened
his fur by licking himself all over. Then it was time to explore his
garden!

Outside was a lovely day, the sun was shining in clear blue skies as he
lay down on his favorite seat and quietly dosed for a few hours.

'Tweet Tweet, chirp...'

Picard was roused from a wonderful dream by the sounds of some birds
feeding on the lawn.

Ever so slowly, so as not to surprise the birds, Picard began to rise
from the chair and begin to creep towards the unsuspecting birds.

Slowly, slowly. Inch by inch. One paw in front of the other. Almost in
slow motion Picard stalked ever closer two the birds. Soon he could see
his reflection on their shinny wings.

The time was right, tensing all his mussels, he slowly crouched, ready
to strike. Any moment now, just waiting for...

'PICARD! Naughty boy!

With a furious flutter of wings, and startled looks from the birds, off
they flew, squawking into the clear blue sky.

THUMP! Picard landed in the centre of where the birds were, his tail
swishing back and forwards as he looked back towards the kitchen
window. He was not a happy pussy.

Smiling back at Picard was mum.

Skulking, Picard went off towards the garden, where he found a cosey
shady spot and promptly fell asleep.

Again Picard was aroused from a wonderful dream where he'd caught to
birds in mid flight...

The leaves crackled and rustled just in front of his nose. Picard
stared silently at the moving leaves in front of him.

Barely noticeable was Picards front leg as he bawled his paw and tensed
his mussels as he moved his leg ever so slowly ready to strike.

The skinks head stuck out from the leaves. Unfortunately for the skink,
it had not seen Picard.

Like lightning Picard struck. In an instant his paw shot out and landed
just behind the lizards head, pinning it to the ground.

The lizard wiggled furiously but could not escape Picards paw.
Helplessly it stared back at Picard.

Picard stared at the lizard, a cold and curios stare. A stare that said
the lizard was a tasty snack. Slowly Picard raised up, careful not to
release his helpless prey.

'Ummm' Thought Picard as he licked his lips.

Then, suddenly and with no warning Picard felt a pair of hands either
side of his tummy...

'There you are Picard, come on pretty boy, its time to come inside,
it's tea time...'

Picard was lifted into to Erin's arms and staring back at the lizard
his eyes followed it as it scurried off back into the safety of the
undergrowth.

SWISH! SWISH! Went Picards tail as he was carried off into the
house.

As the sweet smell of sea food cocktail wafted into his nose and all
was forgotten Erin placed him down in front of his tea.

Once tea was over Picard went off to his kitty litter and then
thoroughly cleaned and preened himself. Feeling very content, off he
went up to the lounge room.

His family were all there, Mum, Dad, Sarah and Erin.

'Ummmm, who to pick'. Thought Picard.

With a quick leap Picard landed with a soft thud on the back of the
lounge.

Walking along the back of the lounge, Picard found the familiar
shoulder that belonged to dad. Down he climbed where he sprawled out on
dads' tummy.

Dad scratched and patted the back of Picards head and Picard purred and
rumbled into a deep, contented sleep.

Another day in the life of Picard the cat.