After many hours of observation, I can honestly say that my cat is bipolar. She-he (I really wanted this cat to be a girl but unfortunately it is a boy-Scott and Taylor say I am in denial) is extremely sweet one minute, and the next she-he is running up the wall and throwing herself-himself into doors.
If that is not enough, she attacks our sweet, innocent dog Peanut when she is mad at us.
Some might say that I am being overly dramatic. I am posting the following picture to provide the proof that she-he is a vicious, finger-eating monster.
Yes, that is my child's finger in she-he's mouth. Look at those evil I mean precious eyes. I would post a picture of the sweet side but, she-he is sleeping in all of them. Also, it took FOREVER to post the picture above. Anyway, you can see for yourself what we are dealing with. I'll let you form your own opinions.
Later Peeps!
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1 comment:
michelle, you are hilarious.
we had a cat named jerry that would do the samething and she started to chase her tail until it would bleed. we ended up having to have her put to sleep. it was really sad. sorry, didn't mean to bring ya down.
i love your blog. keep up the good work. i am going to put you on my links.
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