I Watch, I Know, I Judge

I am Mooby. Seventeen years old. Wise. Infamous. The one who sees everything and forgets nothing. Dogs blunder, humans chatter, and I, from my chair, my stair, or a warm spot in the garden, take notes.

A contemplative cat (Mooby) sits on a stair, bathed in soft light, creating a serene and peaceful moment. He is people and dog watching.

Russ practises calm leadership. Charlie plays the part of noble, patient dog. Elsie bounces through life like she’s powered by springs. And me? I observe. I know when humans get it wrong, food left within reach, greetings made too fussily, over-indulgence at the wrong time. I know when dogs overstep too.

This blog, apparently, needs my voice. Sharp wit, sharper lessons, and the occasional sigh at human chaos. If you’re smart, you’ll listen.

Mooby