The Bitch is Back
Gone for a week and she comes waltzing in like nothin' has happened. All "good kittie" "lovey kittie" like a little sweet talking will make me forget that she left for a week AGAIN. Jesus Mary Joseph. What am supposed to do here? I mean, besides peeing outside the toilet.
Granted, BigKitty did send some really nice people over to feed me. The first day they came over I played chase with a couple of kittens that belonged to the Big who fed me. That was a little much, I'll admit. Not that it wasn't fun, but there were two of them! The same size and everything. There was another cub who came over sometimes - he was cool. He and another adult Big stayed over longer a couple of times. That was supercool. I fell asleep in the Big's lap while he and the cub watched the flickery box. They all gave me tons of food, which was awesome. I liked them.
Not that I let BigKitty know that. Especially after I smelled two loudies on her clothes and not one, and not two, or even three cats but SIX, count them, SIX other cats on her. The cheating bitch, who does she think she is?! What am I supposed to do? Sit around here on my fuzzy ass while she fraternizes with a pack of other cats? And I know where she was - she was at GranCat's! and LaurCat's! I recognized the smells of Miss Puss, Ginger, that big lummox Jack and Emily the Hellion Tail-Biter. And I recognized CC's scent too. And that other scent that is a newer one. That one makes me curious.
Btw, I'd hafta say, the flickery box is weird. It's always weird. Sometimes it makes noises like animals, but most of the time it just babbles and rumbles. When the cub and the Big were over watching it, though, there were big blotches that said they were a toe-may-toe and a kew-cam-ber. I will have to look into this. I'm not a hundred percent certain, but I think those are Big foods. Bizarre.
But not right now. Right now I have to go position myself on the stairs so that I can take a swipe at BigKitty when she comes up for sleepies. Later babes.

1 Comments:
You call your Jolie that, Señor Pud? My Jolie is not like that. Is your Jolie mean to you? She just went away? You still played. Maybe if your Jolie goes away me and Lalla Hermana could visit to keep you company. Can I chase you? I won't bite. I promise.
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