Flippin Kitty
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- Dec 11, 2008
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Are there any cats here? Do you have a tree? Is there an evil mat? Tips on how to kill it?
Cool-Beans' DH brought me a tree, right into the house. I think there *might* be chipmunks in it. Haven't actually seen any of them, but one should never give up hope. I keep trying to check.
But she keeps squirting me. Kind of hard to KILL things when you keep being squirted with water. That's horrible. Pray that it never happens to you.
I was pretty surprised that her husband brought me my tree. He's the evil man and much too big to kill, unfortunately. He's the one who said she shouldn't feed me when I first showed up. "Don't feed it! It will come back! You'll never get rid of it!"
"It." Not "she." Didn't care for THAT. Plus, he wanted me to starve. I said, "Silly man, you may be too big to kill, but I'm so much cuter and smarter than you are. The food will be mine." But, you know, humans being stupid and not understanding simple things I say, he took it as proof that he was right. Turned to her and said, "See?!"
A few days later, he cries, "It's waking me up in the morning. You have to STOP feeding that thing!" He was pissed off. Ha. Ha-ha-ha. She's going to feed me. She always feeds me. First it was tuna and then actual cat food! Then she said, "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. You're right. I know. I just felt so bad for it. But if it is upsetting you all that much, I won't feed it. I promise." I got worried.
But I'm no fool. A woman who'll feed me once will feed me again. I just had to be determined and pathetic. I stayed put on the porch and my cries got longer. Soon enough, there was more food.
"Well, I couldn't help it! It's starving! What am I supposed to do?!" (Feed me, Cool-Beans. That's what you're supposed to do. We don't need him. Let's just kill him. You hold him down, I'll bite him.)
Then he suggested that I might be a girl cat (duh - idiot) and if I keep coming around I'll get pregnant at some point and then might have my kittens around their house and there will soon be 10,000 cats to feed. (Like I could have 10,000 kittens - dope.) He's always using the fact that I had my babies there as some kind of proof that he was right. Like five perfect little babies is the same thing as 10,000.
(Having babies hurts. I don't recommend it. And they're annoying sometimes. And the humans pay them attention, which is wrong. And even though you love them, they start disappearing. Soon enough, you go into the basement where you kept them and you call them and nobody comes. Very sad, very confusing. Don't have babies.)
Thankfully, Cool-Beans didn't mind him, but me instead, and now I have run of the house. There was another animal there - a pet bird - but I killed it and am now the only non-human anyone need concern themselves with, as it should be.
So, anyway, I was very surprised when he brought me my tree. He never does anything he's supposed to do like FEED me. Totally worthless. Then he shows up with my tree. You just never know about people - he must be learning.
I like to climb trees. I like to see if there are animals in them - birds, mice, chipmunks, spiders, slugs - I like to kill and eat them all. And a tree is a great place to find them. Now that it is so cold it is good that I have a tree inside the house. High time, too.
But last night she put an evil mat around it. It is red felt, with white lace (and, as you know, all lace must die) and says something. I think it might say, "Stop feeding the cat" and that combined with the lace is just too much. It is evil. It has to go.
I've been trying and trying to kill it. But then she starts with that squirting again.
There is much talk of adding lights and "ornaments" to my tree. Lights would be good - help me to see spiders or whatever is in there. Not sure what ornaments are...maybe small, half-dead animals? One can hope.
I will kill that evil mat, though. If I die trying, I will kill the mat and lace!!!
Cool-Beans' DH brought me a tree, right into the house. I think there *might* be chipmunks in it. Haven't actually seen any of them, but one should never give up hope. I keep trying to check.
But she keeps squirting me. Kind of hard to KILL things when you keep being squirted with water. That's horrible. Pray that it never happens to you.
I was pretty surprised that her husband brought me my tree. He's the evil man and much too big to kill, unfortunately. He's the one who said she shouldn't feed me when I first showed up. "Don't feed it! It will come back! You'll never get rid of it!"
"It." Not "she." Didn't care for THAT. Plus, he wanted me to starve. I said, "Silly man, you may be too big to kill, but I'm so much cuter and smarter than you are. The food will be mine." But, you know, humans being stupid and not understanding simple things I say, he took it as proof that he was right. Turned to her and said, "See?!"
A few days later, he cries, "It's waking me up in the morning. You have to STOP feeding that thing!" He was pissed off. Ha. Ha-ha-ha. She's going to feed me. She always feeds me. First it was tuna and then actual cat food! Then she said, "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. You're right. I know. I just felt so bad for it. But if it is upsetting you all that much, I won't feed it. I promise." I got worried.
But I'm no fool. A woman who'll feed me once will feed me again. I just had to be determined and pathetic. I stayed put on the porch and my cries got longer. Soon enough, there was more food.
"Well, I couldn't help it! It's starving! What am I supposed to do?!" (Feed me, Cool-Beans. That's what you're supposed to do. We don't need him. Let's just kill him. You hold him down, I'll bite him.)
Then he suggested that I might be a girl cat (duh - idiot) and if I keep coming around I'll get pregnant at some point and then might have my kittens around their house and there will soon be 10,000 cats to feed. (Like I could have 10,000 kittens - dope.) He's always using the fact that I had my babies there as some kind of proof that he was right. Like five perfect little babies is the same thing as 10,000.
(Having babies hurts. I don't recommend it. And they're annoying sometimes. And the humans pay them attention, which is wrong. And even though you love them, they start disappearing. Soon enough, you go into the basement where you kept them and you call them and nobody comes. Very sad, very confusing. Don't have babies.)Thankfully, Cool-Beans didn't mind him, but me instead, and now I have run of the house. There was another animal there - a pet bird - but I killed it and am now the only non-human anyone need concern themselves with, as it should be.
So, anyway, I was very surprised when he brought me my tree. He never does anything he's supposed to do like FEED me. Totally worthless. Then he shows up with my tree. You just never know about people - he must be learning.
I like to climb trees. I like to see if there are animals in them - birds, mice, chipmunks, spiders, slugs - I like to kill and eat them all. And a tree is a great place to find them. Now that it is so cold it is good that I have a tree inside the house. High time, too.
But last night she put an evil mat around it. It is red felt, with white lace (and, as you know, all lace must die) and says something. I think it might say, "Stop feeding the cat" and that combined with the lace is just too much. It is evil. It has to go.
I've been trying and trying to kill it. But then she starts with that squirting again.
There is much talk of adding lights and "ornaments" to my tree. Lights would be good - help me to see spiders or whatever is in there. Not sure what ornaments are...maybe small, half-dead animals? One can hope.
I will kill that evil mat, though. If I die trying, I will kill the mat and lace!!!

why oh why did I start feeding Lucy the stray.....
.....Between the 3 of us typing is not so hard......Flippin Kitty you must somehow get your human to tie your tree to the ceiling and the wall for good measure. It would be a shame if the tree fell over and all those fun to chase ornaments were broken prematurely.
Then again, maybe I will be nice and teach her the ropes. I wouldn't want to be responsible for a kitty losing her nice warm home this time of year. Any suggestions you can give Mom to keep Lilly out of the tree would be appreciative. Especially since I know I will be blamed for teaching her bad things if she does destroy it.
