A Letter to my cat
To Darth,
Today i discovered that you have been a bad cat. I can't understand that after two weeks of good behaviour at your nannys house, on the last day you caused havoc and upset your nan. She tells me that you destroyed her favourite pot plant by eating it. You then went onto eat other less favourite ones but thats not the point. You then proceed to barf over her landing carpet, not once, but four times. You then seen fit to roll around in it and rub yourself against her legs, covering her in it. You harassed your gramps, biting and generally eating his hand. You then shat under the kitchen table, causing a 66 year old man to have to drag the heavy table out of the way so nanny could clean it up.
You are due home tonight, i will seriously kick your ass.
D's in line for a cat curry if you don't behave.
You are quite obviously Satan's cat.
Today i discovered that you have been a bad cat. I can't understand that after two weeks of good behaviour at your nannys house, on the last day you caused havoc and upset your nan. She tells me that you destroyed her favourite pot plant by eating it. You then went onto eat other less favourite ones but thats not the point. You then proceed to barf over her landing carpet, not once, but four times. You then seen fit to roll around in it and rub yourself against her legs, covering her in it. You harassed your gramps, biting and generally eating his hand. You then shat under the kitchen table, causing a 66 year old man to have to drag the heavy table out of the way so nanny could clean it up.
You are due home tonight, i will seriously kick your ass.
D's in line for a cat curry if you don't behave.
You are quite obviously Satan's cat.
posted by LMPP at 6:08 PM
Well, that's what you get for adopting a cat named "Darth." You should've seen trouble coming from the very beginning.
Aw, he misses you. He's not getting enough parental affection so he's acting out.
I'm thinking that there is a real chance that Darth and Sid are the same cat astral projecting babk and forth between Bristol and Tampa.
This also explains how you can hear us shushing him.
Ah cats....
At least with a hound they generally know know when they have been bad, tail inlegs etc. Cats don't. You'll walk in and he'll be all..."what? yeah i did it, and i'd do it again.....now feed me"
Harsh....but true.