Monday, September 25, 2006

Patience is not my virtue

I’m trying, trying really hard to be nice to the gimpy, mutant pawed suck up, but he’s really getting on my last fluffy nerve today.

The human woman keeps telling me to be “gentle with the puppy” Puppy? He’s like 4 years old, he just retains that puppy quality that allows him to get away with everything, and Sam and I to get away with nothing. It was like he was born puppy-like so the humans would not only fawn over his mutant paw, but would also bend over backwards at his cute puppy looks.

Yap, and they take him out
Yap, and they feed him treats
Yap, and they stop what they’re doing and cuddle with him

Me? I lay there looking all fluffy and nothing.
Me? I claw the human woman and all I get is OUCH.
Me? I curl up in a cute ball and put my fluffy tail on my nose and get ignored.

Tonight he decided that he wanted my grass. MY GRASS! He’d bark and yap and paw at me until I couldn’t take it any longer! He thinks he’s faster than me, but not when I’m in shriek and skitter mode. Nobody can escape shriek and skitter mode, not even the human woman (and she tries to run too, look of fear on her face, leaping for safety somewhere). You would think after the first time I caught and tossed him down that he would learn, but no. The moment he was back up, covered in my drool, he was at it again, racing toward my grassy spot that I had just skittered from and eating my grass. After him again, caught, throw, stomp. He leaps up and dashes for the grassy spot. The gall!

The human woman came out to see what all the racket was about and made us come inside. I was feeling somewhat deprived, and also mad at the human woman because she can’t control that little interloper, so now I’m doing it to her. Laying under the table, making the “I want” noise before clawing. Grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the chair, and of course, clawing. I actually had to poo, even though I had spent a good half hour outside and could have done it then... its much more fun to wait, come in, then demand to go out again 15 minutes later.

(I WILL have attention tonight!)


Macie-Malechai said...

Malechai does that crap to me too, that's when I have to give him the full frontal face bite, funny how far his lip can stretch...Macie

JustMeCopper said...

Meeshka, my curiousity is really high about this mutant paw of Loki's. You suppose we could see a picture of it sometime? He isn't as fluffy as you are that is for sure.

Althea said...

I don't know if you've been reading my blog (especially after that whole tag thing, sorry about that) but I also have a mutant brother. He doesn't have a mutant paw but rather two mutant ears. They don't stick up like a good sibes should. And on top of that he whines alot. So I like to bit him alot. Fortunately the skin around his neck came pre-streched. Sometimes I wait at the bottom of the stairs when he wants to come down. He is such a wussy that he will not come down the stairs until Dad tells me to move.

Cubby said...

You are deliciously wicked!