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Don’t mess with the pussy (cat)

DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.

cat1

DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed (again).

cat5

DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.

cat3

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan...

cat2

DAY 768- I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.

cat6

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies". Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

cat4

DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time. Thanks Stump for sending this one in! {source - Pampered Whiskers} {source - Cat Diaries}
Posted by sam {temptingmama} on June 21, 2009 @ 9:35 am  

7 Responses to “Don’t mess with the pussy (cat)”

  1. Stump (14 comments.) Says:

    The only thing better than the cat outfits is the owners photoshop skillz
    .-= Stump´s last post ..The Vine Divine anklet =-.

  2. candace trew camling (134 comments.) Says:

    i often wonder if my cat has thoughts like this… i’m sure he does.
    .-= candace trew camling´s last post ..Sketchbook! =-.

  3. flutter (62 comments.) Says:

    Oh God, those poor cats….
    .-= flutter´s last post ..The sound of no silence =-.

  4. Nat (44 comments.) Says:

    Also deserves to be nominated for some extremely bad photoshop.
    .-= Nat´s last post ..For blogging out loud… =-.

  5. Jim (8 comments.) Says:

    I HATE CATS !! Even cats that dress up. Give me a DOG anyday, dressed or undressed !!!

    Jade beads (112 comments.) Reply:

    how about a cat wearing a dogs mask? hahaa

    Jim (8 comments.) Reply:

    HaHa!! That might work !!






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