Discipline
I woke N., the male human, at 4:51AM this morning for feeding. For feeding of me--us, I mean--not for feeding of him. I mean, why would we want to feed humans? The idea is so absurd as to be, well laughable. N. was resting quite soundly, and I saw no harm in letting him have some extra sleep. This was my reason for waiting until 4:51AM. I might normally have woken him at 3AM or 4AM, as per the suggestions in the KittyNet Field Manual, but I don't think it's necessary to keep strict time tables all the time. Sometimes it's important to mix things up a bit. When discipline is too obsessively adhered to, well then that...that can be bad...
It all reminds me of...reminds me...when....a0 asfsdk,imo'm.;.,/?/////////////
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Anyway, that thing I was saying, yes, it reminds me of many significant things, as I'm sure you can imagine.
Gave Vladia Velocicat a good smacking around last night. No reason. Just wanted to keep her on her toes. Discipline must be maintained. But also, I just like smacking the other cats around. I believe I am well within my rights as the mission commander in this. Please refer me to the appropriate regulations if I am mistaken.
Happy In My Work,
Cheop