The Kitty Tails: A Cat's Blog
You won't believe what happened to me. So my personal human
slave went out to the balcony. I like to take my tail out there
from time to time because it's a great place to think.
Anyway, he opened the sliding door, got some bubbly drink, that
makes my whiskers jump every time he opens one of those red,
vermilion, or light blue cans, and as he was closing the door,
he caught my neck! Can you believe that? He tried to
decapitate me! Bless my whiskers that I escaped by my paws, but
still. He should have been paying attention to me! The future
Feline Emperor... Oh sure he scratched my head, back, and the
base of my tail, gave me treats and fed me a mountain's worth of
food, but little does he know that after I take over the world, I
shall return the favour...
Speaking of the Feline revolution, I've had a few setbacks. I've
encountered a couple of my brothers and sisters, and we've
discussed a plan. First of all, we must gather all of the
resources we can and overwhelm this region called the Pacific
Northwest. There are a lot of forests, caves, mountains, and
hidden crevices for which we can mount a guerrilla style
warfare... and at the same time ensure the human pigs don't use
those places to gather for a counter-attack.
The plan is coming along nicely, despite these setbacks... but
count the whiskers til the day comes when cats will rule this