Maftet speaks again.
Hi, fwiends. It continues to be a season of change around here.
First, somebody pissed off the sun so it won't make stuffs warm around here. Me and my sibs were fweezing our wittle bippies off. The nakeds sometimes did some naked hocus-pocus stuffs to make the sun warm the bedroom . I think they trapped the sun in a small box and it was twying real hard to get out. Mr. Lev says that isn't the sun, it's a Heat Her. He might be right, because that box is mostly used to heat the she-naked.But I still think it's the sun they got in there. Which would explain why the sun is so pissed off and won't do any more work than Heating Her. The rest of the house has stayed cold. Real cold. My teefs were chattering all over the place. Mostly in my mouth, though.
Well, that changed today. There I was sittin' in the middle of the living room, glaring at the box full of blind rat things, trying to figure out how to get Unko Yuko to wrap me up in his big warm tail, when I heard this deep, terrifying rumbling growing in the back of the house. I ran to the kitchen, but I couldn't get to the source of the rumble. Then, I remembered the hole under the bafroom sink that I have spent many, many afternoons contemplating. You see, this hole is too small for a cayt, even a wittle kitten like moi, to fit into. I've stuck my nose as far into it as I could, using my superior feline senses to try to figure this hole out. No good. It wouldnt bug me, except that a bunch of my toys have disappeared from the vicinty of this hole. Wel, when that rummbling started, I was sure the Evil Hole Monster was emerging. So, brave feline that I am, I ran to the hole to do battle wif the Evil Doer, to protect my home from monsters. Suddnely, I could feel his hot breath coming out of the hole. He was close!
I pinned down my ears and prepared to Face Evil..
I scared him so bad that, not only did he not invade my home, but he threw all my toys back out the hole to me: three fuzzy balls, one squishy turtle, and a roly-poly strawberry! I am an awesome force!
Don't underestimate my feat of bravery, either: this is one big Evil Hole Monster.He's got this network of holes throughout the house (most of which the nakeds have been smart enough to block with bars). This monster is so huge that his hot breath has made the house toasty warm, almost like the nakeds hadn't kidnapped the sun for their own nefarious purposes. So maybe I can put him to work. As long as he doesn't steal any more of my toys and he stays out of my food, I can tolerate him living in the walls. And if he tries to get out of line, I will just have to slap him around a bit with my Awesome Feline Ferocity.
-Maftet Le Tueur des Serpents
First, somebody pissed off the sun so it won't make stuffs warm around here. Me and my sibs were fweezing our wittle bippies off. The nakeds sometimes did some naked hocus-pocus stuffs to make the sun warm the bedroom . I think they trapped the sun in a small box and it was twying real hard to get out. Mr. Lev says that isn't the sun, it's a Heat Her. He might be right, because that box is mostly used to heat the she-naked.But I still think it's the sun they got in there. Which would explain why the sun is so pissed off and won't do any more work than Heating Her. The rest of the house has stayed cold. Real cold. My teefs were chattering all over the place. Mostly in my mouth, though.
Well, that changed today. There I was sittin' in the middle of the living room, glaring at the box full of blind rat things, trying to figure out how to get Unko Yuko to wrap me up in his big warm tail, when I heard this deep, terrifying rumbling growing in the back of the house. I ran to the kitchen, but I couldn't get to the source of the rumble. Then, I remembered the hole under the bafroom sink that I have spent many, many afternoons contemplating. You see, this hole is too small for a cayt, even a wittle kitten like moi, to fit into. I've stuck my nose as far into it as I could, using my superior feline senses to try to figure this hole out. No good. It wouldnt bug me, except that a bunch of my toys have disappeared from the vicinty of this hole. Wel, when that rummbling started, I was sure the Evil Hole Monster was emerging. So, brave feline that I am, I ran to the hole to do battle wif the Evil Doer, to protect my home from monsters. Suddnely, I could feel his hot breath coming out of the hole. He was close!
I pinned down my ears and prepared to Face Evil..
I scared him so bad that, not only did he not invade my home, but he threw all my toys back out the hole to me: three fuzzy balls, one squishy turtle, and a roly-poly strawberry! I am an awesome force!
Don't underestimate my feat of bravery, either: this is one big Evil Hole Monster.He's got this network of holes throughout the house (most of which the nakeds have been smart enough to block with bars). This monster is so huge that his hot breath has made the house toasty warm, almost like the nakeds hadn't kidnapped the sun for their own nefarious purposes. So maybe I can put him to work. As long as he doesn't steal any more of my toys and he stays out of my food, I can tolerate him living in the walls. And if he tries to get out of line, I will just have to slap him around a bit with my Awesome Feline Ferocity.
-Maftet Le Tueur des Serpents