Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Death to the Evil Cat

The main goddamned Evil Cat drug her claws across the toe of my best cowboy boots today when I was at work. What in the hell was she thinking? I mean, she's pretty fucking smart for a cat - comes when I call her, moves when I kick her - but she seems to take a perverse delight in destroying my stuff.
I swear, as soon as I find her I'm gonna use her for target practice.