Epic Quest.
All last week was spent with me on an epic quest assigned by my grandmother, a hard quest full of dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, yes that's right I'm referring to cat sitting. Not just any cat, a spawn of everything evil in the world in a tiny cute little fuzzy cat body.
This thing is vicious, blood thirsty, and clever. She knows how to play to people's weaknesses, she sucks you in and then boom! you're scratched into oblivion. Okay so I sound crazy, even as I write this I know how crazy I sound but that cat is pure evil.
Before grandma left I was, naturally, apprehensive to be alone with the cat from hell. I have seen plenty of this cat's crazy behavior, enough to last ten lifetimes. So grandma told me that her cat liked me and the cat seemed to have warmed up...in the eyes of my grandma anyway.
The bed I sleep in there has bars on it and the cat likes to swat at you from between the bars, with her claws in, as a form of playing, however, while I was sitting there she had her claws out and was aiming for the only uncovered part of my arm that she could reach. When I moved away or told grandma she was scratching me the evil kitty put her claws away and stood innocently staring at them like I was the bad guy!
When they left I went to get breakfast. I turned around and there was the cat, staring at me like some predator in the jungle or a lion, challenging me to step towards her. I gingerly stepped towards her, she was positioned right at the door, and she hissed and scratched and growled. It was that point that I know my week would be terrible.
She followed me, slinking around corners, noiselessly jumping onto counter tops, hiding under beds and tables. After about four days of this I decided enough was enough and in my tired and annoyed state I hissed back at her. The look on the cats face was pure shock. After that she left me alone, even warmed up to me. I hate to say it but I miss that demon cat.
This thing is vicious, blood thirsty, and clever. She knows how to play to people's weaknesses, she sucks you in and then boom! you're scratched into oblivion. Okay so I sound crazy, even as I write this I know how crazy I sound but that cat is pure evil.
Before grandma left I was, naturally, apprehensive to be alone with the cat from hell. I have seen plenty of this cat's crazy behavior, enough to last ten lifetimes. So grandma told me that her cat liked me and the cat seemed to have warmed up...in the eyes of my grandma anyway.
The bed I sleep in there has bars on it and the cat likes to swat at you from between the bars, with her claws in, as a form of playing, however, while I was sitting there she had her claws out and was aiming for the only uncovered part of my arm that she could reach. When I moved away or told grandma she was scratching me the evil kitty put her claws away and stood innocently staring at them like I was the bad guy!
When they left I went to get breakfast. I turned around and there was the cat, staring at me like some predator in the jungle or a lion, challenging me to step towards her. I gingerly stepped towards her, she was positioned right at the door, and she hissed and scratched and growled. It was that point that I know my week would be terrible.
She followed me, slinking around corners, noiselessly jumping onto counter tops, hiding under beds and tables. After about four days of this I decided enough was enough and in my tired and annoyed state I hissed back at her. The look on the cats face was pure shock. After that she left me alone, even warmed up to me. I hate to say it but I miss that demon cat.
Comments
Post a Comment