Must... Not... Murder... Cat...

Jun 01, 2009 07:57

So, this morning, I sat down at the dining room table (it is a card table that has been given a promotion). I smelled cat pee. And casting about for the source I discovered it was not in the corner. It was not in the kitchen. It was not on the trash can.

IT WAS ON THE M*****F***** TABLE!!!!

WHAT KIND OF A CAT DOES THAT?!

I'll tell you what kind of a cat does that. Chloe does that. Chloe does that because Kevin dared to spray her with the squirt gun for jumping onto the table over the weekend. She spent all day yesterday curled up in the corner of the hallway, hissing and spitting at Joe for trying to play with her, and yowling at Kevin whenever he walked by. And last night she pissed on the top of the damned table to show him what she thought of that.

WTF?!

*breathes* If Kevin didn't love her so much I'd just find someone who wanted an emo kitty that can't handle being corrected, holds grudges, cries in the corner, and has a martyr-complex. ARRRRRGH! We had to throw our table away. I am going to have quite an adventure watching freecycle to see if I can find one and cruising around town to see if any of the vanishing college students have left any out.

kittens

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