Ranter (part 2)
Meow! It's Charlie. Sorry I missed the last time I was supposed to post - I've been kinda sad since I saw that picture of me with makeup on it (last post). But this is going to be an extra long post so it will be ok. Hopefully. A while ago I was frustrated about several things, so I made a ranter post. Well today I'm upset about several things as well.
The first one obviously being the picture of me with makeup and long wavy hair. I'm never going to show it again, because that would only make me more sad, but if you want to see it it's in the last post.
The next thing I would like to tell you is very important if you have/are getting/or even if your friends or neighbors have cats. DO NOT PAT A CAT'S HEAD. WE HATE IT. You might as well just grab us by our tails and fling us around the room. I mean, when you pat our heads you see us closing our eyes and putting down our ears. THIS IS NOT US ENJOYING IT!! This is us using all our strength not to KILL YOU.
This next thing is awful. So when Sparkles feeds me and Onix, she gets a plastic cup, scoops kibble, and pours it into our bowls. That sounds fine, right? Well, me and Onix are always meowing to encourage her (just kidding we are telling her to hurry up) and trying to eat the food while she is pouring it in. Apparently she doesn't like that, so she has starting patting us on the head to get up to move. If you read anything from the paragraph above, then you would know that cats HATE head patting. It's like giving us a temporary migraine and you're smiling about it because you have no idea. So just stop.
This next thing is just awful. SPARKLES. KICKED. ME. This is what followed:
Charlie: You kicked me!
Sparkles: You ran out from nowhere underneath my feet!
Charlie: You kicked me!
Sparkles: I hardly even brushed you with my feet.
Charlie: You kicked me!
Sparkles: You didn't even fall over.
Charlie: You kicked me!
Sparkles: It was that or jumping and if I jumped then I could have landed on you and that would have been a LOT worse.
Charlie: You kicked me!
Sparkles: I'm sorry.
Charlie: You owe me five cat treats. One for every time you made an excuse.
Sparkles: Yeah right.
She did end up giving me one BUT STILL! She still owes me four cat treats! How dare she kick me and then deprive me of food! (PETA, if your reading this, my owner isn't actually abusing me she is very nice and I am very dramatic.)
I still have a couple things to rant about but this post is getting wayyyyy to long. I feel a bit better though, thank you guys. Chow!
