some guilt
Aug. 29th, 2005 11:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tiamatladyI went to Teh Unit's to get the mail and check on the cat.I realize while some cats need companionship, most cats are quite happy to be fed, and left alone, unless there is adoration going on. Even that is questionable. For Example, Max is really only cuddly at 6Am, when there is tuna pending. And then only until he thinks he's been nice enough and REALLY you should be getting up now. With claws to the chin.
Anyway I get there and the cat is meowing. Pitifully. She's heard me come up the stairs and is lonely. Awwww, I feel really bad. I consider putting her in a carrier and taking her with me. I consider hanging around for a while (which is hard - I dunno if I can even put into words the clutter up there. I will never believe Teh Unit again when she says I'm messy.)
The cat comes over and strolls around my feet, rubbing up against me. She hops up onto the couch and rubs her face against my hands. I scratch her head and chest and she purrs. Then she gnaws a little on my hand, which I say to her "Hey, easy there!" she rubs her head against my hand again.
she then proceeds to get the "psycho" cat look, and with a roar grabs my hand in her fangs and grabs my wrist with her paws, claws out. When I pull back with a yelp she gives me a murderous look.
She's tasted human flesh. She must be dealt with!!!
Serously, she's crazy. It's like she was luring me in, then decided I looked good enough to eat. Like a fraking velociraptor. Or a Zombie Kitty.
*purr purr *brains* purr purr *brains*
And I have to keep an EYE on this damn thing! I did NOT feel bad for her after that, and left her alone. She was ignoring me, eating her kibble, and I SWEAR I heard her plotting for another taste of sweet man-flesh.
Anyway I get there and the cat is meowing. Pitifully. She's heard me come up the stairs and is lonely. Awwww, I feel really bad. I consider putting her in a carrier and taking her with me. I consider hanging around for a while (which is hard - I dunno if I can even put into words the clutter up there. I will never believe Teh Unit again when she says I'm messy.)
The cat comes over and strolls around my feet, rubbing up against me. She hops up onto the couch and rubs her face against my hands. I scratch her head and chest and she purrs. Then she gnaws a little on my hand, which I say to her "Hey, easy there!" she rubs her head against my hand again.
she then proceeds to get the "psycho" cat look, and with a roar grabs my hand in her fangs and grabs my wrist with her paws, claws out. When I pull back with a yelp she gives me a murderous look.
She's tasted human flesh. She must be dealt with!!!
Serously, she's crazy. It's like she was luring me in, then decided I looked good enough to eat. Like a fraking velociraptor. Or a Zombie Kitty.
*purr purr *brains* purr purr *brains*
And I have to keep an EYE on this damn thing! I did NOT feel bad for her after that, and left her alone. She was ignoring me, eating her kibble, and I SWEAR I heard her plotting for another taste of sweet man-flesh.
