Tati’s Cat

This bitch won’t leave me alone.

This little kitty is going to be the end of me.

I can’t get any space to take care of my shit without this needy bitch clawing at me.

And if I confront her, banish her, punish her, then she turns to a pile of mush that I can’t resist.

I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean it.

I love you.

But this cat, you see, is like a devilish princess, constantly in need, wanting to play with my hair or help me with my work.

I tell her to stay away.

I am busy.

But she persists.

And when I want to play or snuggle or lay, she’s AWOL or she’s pissed.

Demon cat, take a hike.

Angel cat, I love you so.

1 thought on “Tati’s Cat

  1. Saying it like it is. Interesting

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