Almost two years ago, I moved out of my parents’ house into an old, decrepit, asbestos filled hell hole with four other room mates. The house was disgusting, so we decided to get a cat to make the house a bit more friendly. My room mate, Billy found a cat in his hometown of Midland, Michigan from a friend. After a long, selective name choosing process, we finally all agreed on the name “Kitty”. Not because it was the most clever, it was just the only name that really fit her. She’s a somewhat older cat, classy and sassy. We didn’t know she had such an attitude until we got Zoey. Zoey was my room mate Natalie’s parents’ cat. They weren’t taking very good care of him, so we brought him to live with us and Kitty. Zoey is the most lovable cat in the entire universe. He’s disgustingly obese, all white and covered in black spots (he looks like a baby cow). His nihilistic attitude is what makes him so lovable. That, and his insatiable appetite and he’ll let you hold him for however long you please. The moment Zoey and Kitty were forced to coexist in our home was the moment we realized Kitty hates everyone that is not a human. They were constantly at war… or she was, anyway. Zoey lacked the enthusiasm to carry on such a vicious quarrel, which really added to his charm. And hers.
Natalie and I then moved to Ferndale, Michigan with our friend Jessie and Zoey and Kitty came with us. We decided that two cats just weren’t enough for us, so when my boyfriend’s cat had kittens, we decided to take two of them. Their names are Bootsy and Dizzy and they’re the most adorable creatures on the planet. They’re best friends with one another and completely annoying. Zoey and the kittens became best friends with a little time, but Kitty has gone insane with hatred and wants absolutely nothing to do with anything on four legs.
This is how Kitty became queen of the world (house)
Morgan McPeak
May 20, 2009 at 12:37 pm |
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