A CAT'S TALE
oh man, I swear to god someone once told me that cats were really intelligent. Whoever said that must be fucking lying because there is seriously the stupidest cat living around here somewhere. For awhile some cat/s have been coming into the house and pissing and eating Squiggles' food. We've been trying to make them stop coming in here and pissing on the walls and the floor cos its gross. But the real tale began last night...

So... I go to get my kitty some breakfast and there is a RANDOM cat in my house! So I take it to the bathroom, to attempt to put it in the bath so I can wet it and scare it from never coming back...

...but it climbs the wall and threatens to scratch out my eyes! eek it hung there for a very long time...

...and then ran under Chris' bed to hide. And I couldn't get it out for AGES and had to try poke at it with a stick.

Then instead of going out the wide open door, it tried to get out the locked cat door. HULLO WIDE OPEN DOOR RIGHT THERE???

and back under chris' bed, where I have to get it with a stick again.

hurrah! finally out the damn door and to freedom!

..But a little later on...

we hear a noise in bradley's room! and there it is again!

so chris takes great pleasure in squirting it with a water pistol! it gets saturated.

and then we have to tip his bed up to make it get away from there.

it runs for its life into the kitchen, jumps on the bech knocking off dishes, up onto the windowsill knocking off all sorts of things like sugar and milo etc. and chris squirts it some more.

Finally I am brave enough to stick my hand near it to open the latch on the window, and it escapes and I hope it never comes back.

So... I go to get my kitty some breakfast and there is a RANDOM cat in my house! So I take it to the bathroom, to attempt to put it in the bath so I can wet it and scare it from never coming back...

...but it climbs the wall and threatens to scratch out my eyes! eek it hung there for a very long time...

...and then ran under Chris' bed to hide. And I couldn't get it out for AGES and had to try poke at it with a stick.

Then instead of going out the wide open door, it tried to get out the locked cat door. HULLO WIDE OPEN DOOR RIGHT THERE???

and back under chris' bed, where I have to get it with a stick again.

hurrah! finally out the damn door and to freedom!

..But a little later on...

we hear a noise in bradley's room! and there it is again!

so chris takes great pleasure in squirting it with a water pistol! it gets saturated.

and then we have to tip his bed up to make it get away from there.

it runs for its life into the kitchen, jumps on the bech knocking off dishes, up onto the windowsill knocking off all sorts of things like sugar and milo etc. and chris squirts it some more.

Finally I am brave enough to stick my hand near it to open the latch on the window, and it escapes and I hope it never comes back.
