It’s me. Alfred. KING Alfred.
King Alfred is Home Alone Again
Guess what, guys! She did it again. Moms left me home alone again! Can you believe it?! And this time she didn’t even have my cat sitter come see about me or anything. What kind of Moms is that?
I was so angry. I didn’t know what to do. The last time she left me I was good and didn’t pee or poop on her bed. This time my anger got the best of me, and I peed on Moms bed. I felt bad about it. But, it serves her right. Moms knew I had done something wrong because when she came home I didn’t meet her at the door, and when she picked me up I refused to look at her.
“What’s wrong, Alfred??” Moms asked trying to get me to look at her. “Your muscles are all tight, and you won’t look at me… uh oh… Alfred… did you pee on my bed…??”
Moms took me to her room and found the wet spot and put me by it. I was going to make a run for it but decided to take my punishment like a man. But, Moms only yelled at me instead of spanking me as well. But really, guys, is spanking me really going to change my behavior? I mean she shouldn’t have left me all alone in the first place, right? Plus, when she got home Moms saw that my litter box was a complete mess, and she knows I don’t like using bad smelling litter boxes and was going to find another place to do my business.
“Alfred, I’m sorry I had to leave you. I thought it was only going to be for a night. I had to go to L.A. for an interview for a CEO position. But, I got bumped from the plane and had to take the next plane. The good news is that I did get to see our Cousin Frances, and she sends you her regards.”
A CEO position… CEO…??? Moms a CEO. If my Moms becomes a CEO what does that make me? CFO, COO?? C something or other? Like Chief Cat in Charge. That’s right. Wow. I better get my act together. If my Moms moves up in the world, I better be ready to accompany her.
Then Moms changed my litter box and went to sleep. Before going to sleep my Moms told me, “Alfred, now I’m going to have to leave again to go with our cousins to see one of our Cousin Stan in a play in Winston Salem. But, I’ll be back tomorrow. I promise. I have to get some sleep to be able to drive. So, will you be good and keep quiet?”
But, now that Moms changed my litter I really had to use my litter box. I filled it up big time. Once it gets smelly I make a lot of noise trying to cover up the smell. “Alfred! Alfred! Alfred!” what is all that noise? Didn’t I tell you to keep quiet while I sleep,” Moms yelled while getting up to see why I was causing such a commotion.
“What is this?!” Moms asked when she saw what I had done. Litter was all over the place. “I just cleaned this litter box and swept and mopped the floor, Alfred. And you have filled up your litter box again! You know. You’re just one big eating and pooping machine. You’re non-stop. What’s a Moms to do…??”
I felt bad. I didn’t want to upset my Moms any more but I still had to go to the bathroom. After she changed the litter again I filled up the litter box and started making a lot of noise trying to cover up the smell.
Moms didn’t get any sleep that afternoon. She left me again but came back on time like she promised. Then a week later she left to see GrandMoms in Michigan and Aunty A from Rwanda and her family. But, she got me my cat sitter, and I was happy. I got lots of food, attention and most importantly I got a clean litter box. So, I didn’t have any accidents.
King Alfred Takes On Rabbit Fur
When my Moms got home I was happy and affectionate. It was so nice having her back. Take a look at me here on the left. Moms brought back GrandMoms old 1950’s rabbit wrap from Michigan. It was animal fur so I had to take it on. I won of course.
The King always wins…!
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