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Played in the yard all day. It was wonderful. I love the smells outside. There's a wonderful little soft thing all folded up; it's a strange colour and it smells lovely. I spent a long time just rubbing my face against it, but some of the bits started to fall off it so I let it alone after that.

And today I found out about Mats. They are big brown things made of funny sort of wood and they are for scratching. There's one near the door to the back yard, and apparently there's another one out front, only we haven't been there yet so I haven't seen it. Mum showed us how to scratch properly.

Apparently, she said, humans don't like it if you scratch at their clothes. And I asked her, what are clothes, Mum? She told me she'd show me later.

So after dinner Mum took us all into the room with the bath and there was one of the humans. And we all watched him, absolutely fascinated. because what he did was this: he started taking his fur off! Bit by bit. It was very weird because he was pink and hairy underneath his fur, and all this stuff was just lying on the floor.

The human didn't seem to mind as we watched, and Mum got us to sniff his things on the floor. They all smelled of him and you could tell he'd had them on him. Mum explained that was why our humans looked different every day, because they put clothes on themselves and every day the clothes were different. So now we know about clothes.

Black Kitten asked if we needed to wear them and Mum said, No, although sometimes the small humans tried to put them on you. Her advice was, Only let them do that if you feel like it.

The rest of the whole bath thing was quite ridiculous because the human had filled it with hot water and then just climbed straight into it and started to wash!

It looked weird, but we sat and watched until Stripy Two jumped onto the side and fell in. The human lifted her out of the water and she started to cry, so Mum took her back to our room and washed her all over.