birds there.
Then I look out across my field and what do I see? It's that good-for-nothing repurrobate, Uno. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Well that just furrosts my nostrils, let me tell you. And you know an affurront like that cannot go unanswered.
So, I puffed up my tail and stood my back furs on end, and I chased that pussy up a tree. And then I ran up after him!
And my mom and dad tried to get me to come down and leave Uno alone, but nothing doing. My plan was to stay up there all night if I had to.
I'll kick your tail, Uno! You have crossed my field for the last time!
Only then, my mom came out with the dreaded squirt bottle, and I'm telling you my furriends, I hate the squirt bottle worse than I hate, um, hm...let me think. Well, let's just say I hate it more than I hate Uno. So I gave out a furrsome yowl and a hefty hiss, and I left that weakling shivering in his paws.
Now here I sit grounded in kitty jail. Bummer. I'll save my Uno wrath for another day, I suppose.
This little pipsqueak was no help at all.
It's a cat's life, and that's all there is to it.
Like I keep saying, my furriends. The news is not good, and it gets worse all the time. When a cat can't purrtect his own propurrty, something has gone horribly wrong.
10 comments:
He does look truly offended in the last picture!
Meeeowwwwwwwwww! You go Smitty. Your fur will dry.
Dearest Smitty, Please get Barbara a video camera right away. I would love to hear you yowl. Also, its very hard to capture video AND use a squirt model. Yours respectfully, Molly
Epic lol
Oh, poor Smitty. Jailed for doing what you are suppose to do - purtect your puroperty from all intruders.
Poor Smitty, never appreciated for just doing his job. At least Mom didn't ground you from the Catico.
I have one that hates the water and Moki who could care less if I squirted him, lol.
Debbie
Smitty does look just slightly put out. Better that than a nasty cat fight!
Oh I'm so sorry Smitty. That's just not furair that your mom made you stop going after that intruder. But you still have it better than me. My mom only lets me outside if I have on that darn harness and leash set up. Sheesh! I can't even think of going after any of the squirrels or birdies. Juno
Smitty,
You are one fierce, brave feline and I'm sure Sadie thinks you're her hero. Really, who but a strong hero would go to the heights of an stalwart old tree to protect his family?
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