October 22, 2004
Cat in Charge
Did I mention this place needing a cat in charge? Little did I know that there was already a cat in residence. I had not long been in the residence when I was scoped out by the resident cat, a complete sour puss that goes by the name of Salem.
Let me tell you this, the beast is an absolute hag. I didn't even look at her and she commenced to spitting and growling as if I had stolen her damn-ed catnip. This was definitely not the way to start off a relationship between equals. Anyway, I resolved to ignore her sorry arse and just go about my business as usual, winning over the hearts of the simpleton humans with my kitten cuteness and good graces.
I must admit, I was a bit perplexed that the human that rescued me from the pet store took notice of Salem's discourteous nature and took unpleasant steps. Whenever he would leave the house, he would lock me in the bathroom with food and water and a strange box full of gravelly sand. I fail to understand the reasoning behind this course of action, for I assure you that I could take the calico biotch out with a single swipe. I SWEAR IT! As if I need protection... puhlease.
Posted by Sierra at October 22, 2004 03:36 AMPosted to First of Nine