I scratched the dog

I scratched the dog. The dog was too curious, and was getting in my space, so I scratched him. I'll do it again, too.

I liked it.

Despair

Sometimes the darkness
Coats my fur
Covering my in a warm, thick
Patch of pain

My claws declawed
My fangs defanged
I am, in a word
spent

Such is a cat's life
a spinning cavalcade of doom
nonchalantly pecking
at my soul

like the death-crows
that capitavte me

My name is Pickles

Good God, my name is Pickles. Why, oh why, have I been named Pickles? What can possibly be expected of me? What can I accomplish when i've been named after the contents of a jar? I'd like to go back to school, maybe get an advanced degree. What am I gonna be, Dr. Pickles?

I didn't even get a last name. I'm just Pickles. What the hell, man?

Don't tell me here kitty

Don't tell me "here kitty kitty". Get up off me. I swear, I will bite you. I will break skin. Don't give me that. Don't reduce me to that. I'm not coming. I am not responding to this.

"Here, kitty, kitty?"

Yeah, whatever.

Kitty Poetry

Okay, so I like to write poetry - here goes.

My soul haunts me
Like a festooned hairball
Asbestos cough
Of an undaunted soldier

My four legs
are weak
I meow for my food
I die

As I purr,
my sandpaper tongue
curling and sleeping
a white plume

I've Started a Blog

I figured everyone was getting in on the whole blogging thing, so I'd give it a try. Not that I have that much interesting to say. I'm just a cat, so my life pretty much consists of eating dry cereal, sleeping, and being infatuated with some weird thing in the room that nobody else can see.

But I like to write, so let's see what happens!

Oh, and I love Brad Pitt. Don't get me started on Brad Pitt.