The Jealous Cat

I work third shift, which means I usually get home by 8am. This doesn't seem to bother my cat or my sugar gliders. The gliders get to harass the cat all night from their cage, taunting him to "catch them if he can", and the cat gets to drag race without me nagging him to stop. The cat's patience however, runs out when I pay attention to the gliders. While giving them their favorite lickey treats, the demon drag-racing cat plies my attention quite well. I have bruised toes,puncture wounds in my legs, and am missing my favorite feminine clothing items. I hope to someday find the cave he has tunneled and hidden my things, like a pirate to treasure. He does seem to leave my Pepsi alone though. But he has new reason to hate me.

I have been trying to find my dad another white cat. After calling locally on an ad for free white kittens, my dad arrives with two bundles in his stretched shirt. Two near starved kittens, that should be 6 weeks, but look half that and quite stinky to boot are mewing there. The lady was feeding them milk... She must be a dog lover. Two little boys ( I think) a black with green eyes, and a tan/white tabby with blue green eyes peer up at me then start climbing all over dad. After a few expletives, my dad carefully sticks them back in his kangaroo pouch and tells them claws are bad. We feed them and bathe them, and flea powder them, then the next day dad gets them little collars. They hate the collars.

After washing my hands I go to see my Jelly. He sniffs, flattens his ears, turns up his nose, and looks at me like I was an adulterer. He then proceeds to sniff every inch of me, ears still flattened, and meows his Siamese at me. I got told. No other cats come before him. I tell him they aren't mine, but he doesn't care. Off to drag-racing again until hes to tired to misbehave.

All this week, I have been awoken to the sharp nip of cat teeth on my big toes. I wish I had callouses, or something that would hinder his revenge.

I'm just glad he doesn't have opposable thumbs.