Cats and Their Uselessness
Ok, for all you cat lovers out there I apologize in advance for the negativity of this post to said beast. Really, I have nothing against the ones that stay out of the way and eat a stray mouse or two. I have something against the ones that get in the way. So you might be wondering by now what exactly I have against the feline species. Well, I would like to show you the cat from the compound here. She is friends with both dogs and the chicken. She has food given to her upstairs as well as the odd mouse she comes across. Nice kitty, right? Wrong. Said cat delights to get under my skin. Like the times she sat next to me on the couch and tried to keep me company. I don't need a cat to keep me company. However, tonight was the worst. This cat decided to come downstairs and sit in my kitchen. I was cooking macaroni (my own version, which is probably closer to hamburger helper than anything else). So I made my dish and took a plateful and ate. I was coming back to the kitchen and saw the cat EATING MY FOOD RIGHT OUT OF THE PAN!!!! Well I shouted at it and then chased it outside. The poor Kelly's upstairs probably thought I was being robbed or something. Well I guess in a way that's true. So the cat is not my friend. Maybe someday a cat will become my friend, but not today and not this cat.