Kitty jumped on me, she may or may not have been high, and she started rubbing her head all over my arm and chest. I was in fear of my life. I froze up, beads of sweat started forming on my brow and my heart started racing. I was so vunerable; my juglar was exposed, I was at Kitty's mercy.
I sat there for what seemed like hours and in an act of pure idiocy I reached out and pet Kitty. It was an act of God, for once, she did not attack me. She let me pet her for 37 minutes. 37 whole minutes. Then she hissed and lunged at me. And my life flashed before my eyes, I sat there motionless praying for her to move. I thought I was going to die. All of a sudden she jumped up and ran away. That was a very, very close call.
Killer Pussy

accidently leave the door open on your way out.....
Posted by: Danny | 06/17/2005 at 04:49 PM
Good Gawd...sounds like a psycho cat! I have two furballs of my own.
One of them won't let you pet her...she'll only allow you to hold your hand out...and then SHE will rub her face against your hand. Does that make sense?
Anyways...she's a bitch. After dealing with her for the past two years and now reading about your bundle of fluff...I'm starting to like dogs more and more! ; P
Posted by: Sassy | 06/17/2005 at 05:20 PM
Great idea Danny - the bitch comes back though!
Sassy: I can not stress how much I miss my dogs!
Posted by: Jenn | 06/17/2005 at 06:33 PM
I have a cat named Zoey that looks just like yours.
Posted by: Kris | 06/22/2005 at 04:01 AM
Flippin' Sweet! My pussy looks just like Kris's.
Posted by: Jenn | 06/22/2005 at 10:22 AM
How old is she?
Posted by: Kris | 06/23/2005 at 07:16 PM
Hell Kitty is 3.
Posted by: Jenn | 06/23/2005 at 10:10 PM