Evil Lurks
Posted by Sleazy D (SleazyD) on Nov 30 2007 at 11:05 AM
Life >> Rants

As a general rule, I avoid having anything lying around the house that might be hazardous to my health under normal condition. Thanks to that rule, I have avoiding keeping gamma emitters, jihadist, and most of the Jean-Claud Van Damme library out of my house. However, something still remains that brings its unbridled hate unto me.

I am of course speaking about one of my cats. JJ, depicted to the right, bit me last night. He drew blood. Now, if I were a 16 pound cat, sitting comfortably in a warm lap getting pet I might be all like "shit, this ain't so bad". JJ's mind, however, pictured it as more of "I am suddenly developing a taste for human flesh!!! AHAHAHAHAHA *chomp*". I'm really not kidding here. I was petting the fucker for 2 minutes and he finally decided to use all 20 claws, and most of his teeth to "play" with me.

Nothing sobers a 16 pound cat up to the reality of his folly quite like a 175 pound human picking him up and racing him to a running sink.

I'm torn. My first instinct is to throw him out, but Kate may get cranky. I really don't want a pet around that enjoys my blood as a snack. I guess I'll have to wait and see

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