Mirsku's mancat tussle

Yesterday, Mirsku-veli took advantage of some kissanminttu smeared on the ess. He sat on it and snorted all the stuff up. The ess was nearly soggy with his slobber. He then of course became very nipped out and began to take advantage of this.

I was harmlessly passing him by, minding my own business when he found my glorious fluff irresistible. Even pointing my bottom at him did not stop him - in fact he got worse!

I swiftly turned, gave a most graceful hop (see my delicate paws lifiting upwards in perfect symmetry), and whacked him.

Oh yes, Paksu-poika, you may well moan!

Whack, whack. Watch those ears flatten.

Now I shall whack both ears at once.

Ouch! You should not fight back - you are too stoned!

Hmm, maybe a final little tap before I run away. You need to sleep this off, Mirsku!