Posted by Spixie | Posted in A Cat`s Life | Posted on 06-13-2009
Tags: sneak attacking cats, stalkers, unexpected irritations
He attacked without warning. The small, gray bundle of trouble showed up, unannounced, one day; the latest brilliant idea of one of my Humans. I was promised that he was just visiting; that he would be gone in a few days. It has now been a week and the twirp is still here.
Humans cannot be trusted.
From morning to night, he stalks, harasses and generally terrorizes me. I stretch out for an afternoon nap and suddenly, I am brutally and viciously assaulted with no warning. I take time out from my busy schedule for a quick bite, only to find the interloper with his head in my food bowl or, even worse, the bowl completely empty.
Kittens cannot be trusted.
So I was walking through the kitchen one day, headed to the sofa for a quick siesta. Just as I passed the carton of water bottles, the little devil leapt from hiding and attacked. I felt the razor-sharp teeth sink into my ankle.
Something snapped. I had simply had enough.
I let the little bugger survive. My outburst bought me about 15 minutes of peace. I will let you know how things turn out… right now, I just need a nap.
Oh yeah, the Humans have named him “Jasper.”
