i don't feel like talking, ever
Last week Mama and I had an argument, and she won. You can't really tell in there pictures but man did she get me good! The scratches across my palm were just really inconvenient and a nuisance. Still, I can't blame her for being the best hunter/killer ever. And honestly, I had to bowl that night (with the scratched hand) and did pretty well. She should maul me every week.
I'm pretty sure that when Cyberdyne/Skynet eliminate humanity they will use her a model for their first Terminator cyborgs. In this house alone she's decimated three mice and two rats. Nothing can stand before her fuzzy pantaloons. My guess is that wind gets caught in the pantaloons which floats her to the ceiling, at which point she farts driving her downward onto the rodents. Just a guess.
Lately she's been sleeping in the window next to my bed because it's cooler than the rest of the house. We live in a rowhome with covered porches stretching the length of the block. My bedroom being on the second floor allows all sorts of animals access to her kitty tv. Most notably a stray tom. I assume he is a Tom because boys are jerks.
Whenever she sees him she goes NUTS. Her hackles don't raise, she doesn't growl, she just HOPS up and down and claws at the screen. I'm a pretty light sleeper so this usually wakes me up. For some reason or another I decided to put my hand on her while in full battle mode and she FLIPPED OUT. It was like sticking my hand into a beehive, and I just barely shook her off.
She didn't even apologize or anything! Look at this angel. (Jen don't be mad, I needed it!)
I'm pretty sure that when Cyberdyne/Skynet eliminate humanity they will use her a model for their first Terminator cyborgs. In this house alone she's decimated three mice and two rats. Nothing can stand before her fuzzy pantaloons. My guess is that wind gets caught in the pantaloons which floats her to the ceiling, at which point she farts driving her downward onto the rodents. Just a guess.
Lately she's been sleeping in the window next to my bed because it's cooler than the rest of the house. We live in a rowhome with covered porches stretching the length of the block. My bedroom being on the second floor allows all sorts of animals access to her kitty tv. Most notably a stray tom. I assume he is a Tom because boys are jerks.
Whenever she sees him she goes NUTS. Her hackles don't raise, she doesn't growl, she just HOPS up and down and claws at the screen. I'm a pretty light sleeper so this usually wakes me up. For some reason or another I decided to put my hand on her while in full battle mode and she FLIPPED OUT. It was like sticking my hand into a beehive, and I just barely shook her off.
She didn't even apologize or anything! Look at this angel. (Jen don't be mad, I needed it!)