Dreaming_Of_Daybreak
So, just like Drago, I have a rant. But it's not about people, it's about my stupid @ss, spiteful cat, Oscar.
He's white and orange, and thinks he owns the house. I wanna sit down, make a post for here, go to get a drink, and he decides to lay on the God damn keyboard. I was gone for a total of thirty seconds, and now my whole computer has been overrides with the cat virus. And if I try to get near it, he hisses and tries to take a chunk out of me. Then, when I'm cooking. He sits there and stares at the door like it's magically going to open. The place I live in has a policy where all animals have to be on a leash when they're outside. Well, he's now an indoor cat. So I'm like, WTF? Hes so loud, and tried to kill me via getting under my feet when I walk. It's worse than heels! I mean, with heels I can stand the blisters and occasionally the twisted ankle, but with Oscar, it's like walking on a rug that's constantly trying to kill you. I always joke that I'm going to get up in the morning and fry him up for breakfast, but one of these days, I think I might just do it. Oscar stir fry, or Oscar soup. Not only that, he's under my mother's protection! I can't have a cat for more than a year because my mother ether doesn't like my cat, or it dies from some disease. It's kinda depressing.
Let's not forget all the care I give him. I give him food every morning, I clean his dish, keep his toys clean, and make sure he has water. What does he give me in return, a s**t in the middle of the dining room. Not only that, but once I clean his litterbox and it's all clean and smells nice, the moment I put it back in the corner, he comes along and leave the most vile smelling, crap ever, and all I can do it glare. I swear. For halloween, I'm just going to strap the troll mask on his head, and then everyone will see his true nature. This cat hates me, and I hate it. Plain and simple.
That being said, does anyone want to try Oscar sandwich?
*On another note*
The people I owe a post to is AMC, RLRLR, Hare, Drago....
...And I think that's it. Well, I'm going to be extremely busy this weekend, but I can at least spare a hour for it all. And maybe if I have some extra time, I'll get some updates done too.
He's white and orange, and thinks he owns the house. I wanna sit down, make a post for here, go to get a drink, and he decides to lay on the God damn keyboard. I was gone for a total of thirty seconds, and now my whole computer has been overrides with the cat virus. And if I try to get near it, he hisses and tries to take a chunk out of me. Then, when I'm cooking. He sits there and stares at the door like it's magically going to open. The place I live in has a policy where all animals have to be on a leash when they're outside. Well, he's now an indoor cat. So I'm like, WTF? Hes so loud, and tried to kill me via getting under my feet when I walk. It's worse than heels! I mean, with heels I can stand the blisters and occasionally the twisted ankle, but with Oscar, it's like walking on a rug that's constantly trying to kill you. I always joke that I'm going to get up in the morning and fry him up for breakfast, but one of these days, I think I might just do it. Oscar stir fry, or Oscar soup. Not only that, he's under my mother's protection! I can't have a cat for more than a year because my mother ether doesn't like my cat, or it dies from some disease. It's kinda depressing.
Let's not forget all the care I give him. I give him food every morning, I clean his dish, keep his toys clean, and make sure he has water. What does he give me in return, a s**t in the middle of the dining room. Not only that, but once I clean his litterbox and it's all clean and smells nice, the moment I put it back in the corner, he comes along and leave the most vile smelling, crap ever, and all I can do it glare. I swear. For halloween, I'm just going to strap the troll mask on his head, and then everyone will see his true nature. This cat hates me, and I hate it. Plain and simple.
That being said, does anyone want to try Oscar sandwich?
*On another note*
The people I owe a post to is AMC, RLRLR, Hare, Drago....
...And I think that's it. Well, I'm going to be extremely busy this weekend, but I can at least spare a hour for it all. And maybe if I have some extra time, I'll get some updates done too.
Just pet the p***y. That's all it wants. Give it some love and attention, and it should calm down a bit.
Not sure if I can help with the s**t, though. It may be the litter itself, for example. But Even I; with 5 cats in my house, don't know an answer for you on that one.
Possibly A New CHARACTER!!!! 