The bored Kocka
Hi there, my humans are out and I am so booored! So I sneaked into the office, the door was open, doesn’t happen too often, they don’t trust me around computers, don’t know why, and discovered that the female has left her computer on. I did a bit surfing around and guess what I found? Her bolg! Eh, I mine mean, her blog.

Damm It is hard to type with paws, but I manage. And she even wrote about me, here, look, that is me she writes about! That’s me, yeah!!! In case you wonder, I am feeling really better now, itchy skin has stopped right after the treatment and I slept 134674hours without interruption, so exhaausted was I from biting my fur. But now I am great, thanks for the concern. So this blog is about her life in Prague, but what about me the most important member of the household? ME, the CAT?! I tell you something, I will write on her blog and tell EVERYBODY about my life here in Prague, EVERYBODY. Cool, this writing all in capitals, isn’t it? Shall I write all in capital letters? No, perhaps better not, just when I want to EMPHAZIZE something, ok? Right? Let’s get started! A cat’s life in Prague
What do you want to know?
Hello?
Hello Hello??
Hello Hello Hello?
I am hearing listening. Any questions out there? OK, then not, I just tell you what I think, ok again?
Here we go, a cats life in Prague by Kocka:
Where we lived before I had a garden and I miss it, especially the tatsy tasty field mice, birds and baby rabbits *insert evil-hungry grin here*, but I don’t miss the black bully of a neighbors’ cat that was a right pain in the … Actually I did not do a lot of hunting there, often I would just wander out, find a nice spot in the sun and have a snoozy catnap. Until the black nemesis would bother me and I would run home. Here in Prague I have a zillion window sills to watch out and a lot of sunny spots to snooze. I also have my own room, ok, they call it the “guest bed room” but in reality it is MY room, with a double and a single bed to choose from, and a wardrobe to perch on, and sometimes I even crawl under the duvet cover and they can’t find me. So snoozy wise I really like it here in Prague, it is the CAT’S BOLLOCKS!
Food was a bit strange here in the beginning, the pouchies didn’t taste quite like at home. And as I started to bite my fur, mommy my female human decided to get back to nature with my food! She found some info on the internet and than read the sentence that changed my life forever “Cats would buy mice”! That’s it, I would buy a mouse, not a pouchy if you ask me. So she decided to give me RAW food, rabbit, chicken neck, a tiny bit of liver or fish, pork, beef all in chunky bites and RAW. That was is sooo gooood. Excuse me, I think I have still a little bit in my bowl….
Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw
I am back *licks lips*, sooo goood and so healthy, don’t miss the garbage pouchies at all, I am all natural now, a completely natural cat, so to speak write! What is that? I think I have to go now, I hear the key in the door! See you soon
Do you think my humans will notice that I used the computer? But how? I didn’t write under my real name, “kocka” means “cat” in Czech, hehehe… MEEERRROOOWWW
PS I will write again, BCPP (big cat paw promise)!
PPS Don’t tell anybody that I used the computer, will you?