Today I’d like to discuss the scourge of the earth, cats. No offense to Twelvedaysold, but Cats are devils and should be wiped clean from the earth. Specifically Sir Fyodor Mushnose, the white cat with orange splotches that chose to torment me in the middle of the night at our previoius place of residence.
Mushnose wouldn’t come near me during the day, when I was out doors, where in a fair battle he would surely have perished.
He instead chooses to take the cowardly approach and lurk about my door when I could not get to him. Oh what I wouldn’t give to see that scrawny feline get his comeuppance!
He has the same lack of honor that every one of his kind has, with that taunting flick of their tail, they walk past our windows daring us to come out to them, but the second we do, they're over the fence, or up the tree. COWARDS! Every last one of them.
Surely you can't be talking about that sweet little cat, can you? *grin*
ReplyDeleteThey're sneaky that way, looking all cuddly.
As long as her and Cinnamon are still cool, all is good.
ReplyDeleteLucy and Cinn are still cool.
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