A Cat Is What A Cat Is.

Oh, Turtle. I feel your pain!

I had a cat once. She was evil but I liked her. I got her when she was just a weaned kitten... I got her when I was in the second grade from a first grade teacher. She wasn't my teacher but her class use to join in with our class (when I was in first grade). She had a sign up and I decided - with mother's permission - to take one home. Her name was Snow. I'm not sure what breed she was, all I know was that she was pure white and had blue eyes, she was perfect! Or should I say, purrfect. (laughs) But she was my first cat, so I wasn't sure how cats were like... She wasn't too playful but she was adventurous. She didn't seem to like me much but she adored mother... Sigh. She even scratched up my legs while I was using the bathroom. That horrible —

She liked anything that resembled string. Cable wires, chargers, curtains, mother's sewing threads, spaghetti... She went craaaaaaaaaazy with strings! She even tore out the strings from all my shorts and I wouldn't know, so when I put on my shorts... They fall! Darn my Asian mother and her fondness of buying things of bigger sizes so that I can "grow into them". Sad.

She was horrible, stubborn, bitchy and snarly but she looked cute and beautiful destroying things.

And THAT... Is evil. PURE EVIL!

Reliving some memories,
Otter