I went on holiday the other week y' know? Yep on holiday! It was a last minute deal at the travel agents, in fact, it was that last minute that I forgot to tell anybody that I was going or pack anything! I was thinking Last Vagas, the Maldives or a nice cruise. But I booked Springy C. I hadn't heard of there before but it was a cheap deal. You should go there one day.
Ah, I was sad to go because it was lovely weather in England but I hoped Springy C would be better. Springy C is only a short way away I have been told but I'm sure you should've taken a plane because when I arrived, I was very tired. So tired, that I decided to go straight to bed in my hotel. I forgot to book in so no-one knew that I was in the room but I must've fallen asleep as soon as I settled in my accomodation because when I woke up, the door was shut. It must've been an all-inclusive because it had food included and a big transportation vheicle in there. After a few sleeps, I wanted a crap so I decided to ask that mousey guard at the door to let me out. But he wouldn't so I lost my dignity and had to crap on the floor. I secretly hoped that he'd have to walk in it later (shhh). I am one clever cat and know when Corries on so I decided to go home for Corrie (my favourite programme) but again that stupid guard said that I'd be here a while and he couldn't let me out.
I thought Springy C would have a beach but all I could fin was a puddle so I bathed in there. I didn't panic until I got hungry when I was hungry, I didn't get any food by singing and rubbing up to things so I had to eat a spider, but it was more like a big monster so I did well to catch it!
Days went past and I really wanted to go home but I couldn't get out of my hotel. It was upsetting for Beth, Sharon and Keith too becuase they thought that I had got lost or even died! (Beth told me that but Sharon and Keith don't know I can understand how upset they were). They went out looking for me in all weathers and Beth wouldn't sleep in her own bed (I'd sleep in it any day, it's huge!) so I figured I had to come back from the holiday.
After six whole days on holiday, the door opened. A man stood at the door at stared at me. Cheeky bugger, he said that this was the missing "cat" how dare he call me lees than a tiger! When I got inside his house, I could see my bedroom and miowed lots to make him feel sorry for me and take me home. He looked at my necklace and rang the number on it. Sharon and Beth cam round to the house crying. God! I'd only been on holiday, they went for two weeks in May and left me with the lady (I don't know her name yet but I'll find out for you). I got a peice of ham and lots of cuddles. But I had to go in the box. No less than a grey metal thing. Masie and Pebbles (my cousins) have a pink one which I'm desperate for. I refused to go in so I got carried back home. I cuddled everyone when they picked me up. When I got back, nothing had changed, all my toys were still there and so was my bed and tent. I wasn't allowed out that day until they came back home from "Sunday lunch" with a big peice of meat for me.
Oh as soon as I was let out, I ran round like a madcat. Had a great time and told Nina to let Simba know I was home. I even sent a postcard home but they kept saying how much they missed me and loved me and wished they had known where I was. I used the last of my pocket money to send it first class and they're moaning. There's no pleasing them.
Anyway, that's the last cheap holiday I go on. Miow for now :)
Ah, I was sad to go because it was lovely weather in England but I hoped Springy C would be better. Springy C is only a short way away I have been told but I'm sure you should've taken a plane because when I arrived, I was very tired. So tired, that I decided to go straight to bed in my hotel. I forgot to book in so no-one knew that I was in the room but I must've fallen asleep as soon as I settled in my accomodation because when I woke up, the door was shut. It must've been an all-inclusive because it had food included and a big transportation vheicle in there. After a few sleeps, I wanted a crap so I decided to ask that mousey guard at the door to let me out. But he wouldn't so I lost my dignity and had to crap on the floor. I secretly hoped that he'd have to walk in it later (shhh). I am one clever cat and know when Corries on so I decided to go home for Corrie (my favourite programme) but again that stupid guard said that I'd be here a while and he couldn't let me out.
I thought Springy C would have a beach but all I could fin was a puddle so I bathed in there. I didn't panic until I got hungry when I was hungry, I didn't get any food by singing and rubbing up to things so I had to eat a spider, but it was more like a big monster so I did well to catch it!
Days went past and I really wanted to go home but I couldn't get out of my hotel. It was upsetting for Beth, Sharon and Keith too becuase they thought that I had got lost or even died! (Beth told me that but Sharon and Keith don't know I can understand how upset they were). They went out looking for me in all weathers and Beth wouldn't sleep in her own bed (I'd sleep in it any day, it's huge!) so I figured I had to come back from the holiday.
After six whole days on holiday, the door opened. A man stood at the door at stared at me. Cheeky bugger, he said that this was the missing "cat" how dare he call me lees than a tiger! When I got inside his house, I could see my bedroom and miowed lots to make him feel sorry for me and take me home. He looked at my necklace and rang the number on it. Sharon and Beth cam round to the house crying. God! I'd only been on holiday, they went for two weeks in May and left me with the lady (I don't know her name yet but I'll find out for you). I got a peice of ham and lots of cuddles. But I had to go in the box. No less than a grey metal thing. Masie and Pebbles (my cousins) have a pink one which I'm desperate for. I refused to go in so I got carried back home. I cuddled everyone when they picked me up. When I got back, nothing had changed, all my toys were still there and so was my bed and tent. I wasn't allowed out that day until they came back home from "Sunday lunch" with a big peice of meat for me.
Oh as soon as I was let out, I ran round like a madcat. Had a great time and told Nina to let Simba know I was home. I even sent a postcard home but they kept saying how much they missed me and loved me and wished they had known where I was. I used the last of my pocket money to send it first class and they're moaning. There's no pleasing them.
Anyway, that's the last cheap holiday I go on. Miow for now :)