Stupid Kitten
For those that responded to the picture of Starbuck's cuteness below, I just want to say, "What-ever." I am so over her cuteness. She may LOOK cute. But she is the most annoying small creature on the planet Earth. For not one but two days in a row, she has woken me up too early with her attempts to ACTUALLY CLIMB THE WALLS OF OUR BEDROOM. I am not kidding. She keeps trying to run up to the top of the couch and then scale the wall.
I'm going to give her away. Does anyone want a half-grown gray kitten with a penchant for racing over people's legs at 7 AM and CLIMBING WALLS?
Also, she will build things out of your newspapers and methodically tear them into strips.
Also, she will terrorize your other cats.
And meow a lot for no reason, even though she has food, water, and a litter box, and is not dying.
6 comments:
dude... all's I've got to say is be glad taht she doesn't have a siamese yowl. Audio imagine if you will something that sounds like a really pissed off baby. Now, imagine that really pissed off baby some how got its hands on a megaphone. Now imagine that that baby, with its megaphone in hand, is trying to climb up your walls and over your legs, but instead of at 7 a.m., its 5 a.m. And its hungry...
Bwahahahahahahahaha...
Dobby and Starbuck should be roommates.
Awww, be glad she's not deaf like my little Mousey. He doesn't even scare himself away with the racket he's making at 3am playing with the aluminum dog bowl or chasing after a milk carton twisty-thingy.
Yes, if my other cat who has a siamese yowl (owing to his most likely being a mutt cat whose heritage is half-something blue eyed and color pointed and half-something else) talked anywhere near as much... I would not be able to deal. He used to talk a lot more actually, with a spine chilling yowl. I should consider myself lucky. At least Starbuck just chirps.
Yeah,sure Sarah, you know you talk a good game, but you know that you are putty in Starbucks paw. She's so unbelivably cute that you can't stay mad at her.
It could be worse. You could have my Beignet, who after more then a year still has the energy of a kitten. He goes everywhere, gets into everything, yowls at the top of his lungs for no reason, insists on being under your feet at all times and much much more.
But you can't get mad at him. He looks at you with his little nubs for ears and you can't help but remember that he is a Katrina survivor so you can't even yell at him let alone spank him.
So be glad your little Starbuck isn't Beignet. In the meantime head on down to Starbucks and get a nice latte, that will calm you down.
Crystal :o)
she could be chasing invisible bugs, though that doesnt sound that appetizing either.
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