Here I am, all settled in to the new palace. I am still extremely unimpressed with the neighbours. They are all very common and obviously not used to having royalty living in the vicinity.
Yesterday, I met a fat tabby cat. He sat on the wall and stared at my beauty as I flitted about the garden in my elegant Siamese manner.
Eventually I noticed the fat tabby cat. "Hey, you!" I shouted, "get off my wall, you fat chav".
The tabby continued to sit there, staring, before shouting back " Do you want to come up here and say that?".
I was speechless! The NERVE of these common cats. It would seem I am living in a rough area of town. I will never forgive the humans for moving His Royal Highness to an area with so many commoners. It is simply unforgivable.
Yours, sulking as usual,