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7/21/2007 9:22:47 PM EDT
He's on a chair stairing intently at the ceiling and there is nothing there.  Its that time of night where he goes off his rocker for a few hours..



Now he''s looking at me like hes gonna maul me.  Its funny cause he makes false attempts, turning away at the last second only to wait behind a corner to take a swat at my foot when I walk by.  Nothing real bad, just him playing.

Fucking freak.
7/21/2007 10:17:03 PM EDT
[#1]
HE'S PLANNING A TRAP, WATCH OUT!!


EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:

Day 183rd of My Captivity:

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair, must try this on their bed. Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was.  Hmmm, not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and may be snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time ......

7/21/2007 10:22:19 PM EDT
[#2]

Quoted:
HE'S PLANNING A TRAP, WATCH OUT!!


EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:

Day 183rd of My Captivity:

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair, must try this on their bed. Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was.  Hmmm, not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and may be snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time ......



7/21/2007 10:32:02 PM EDT
[#3]
Seriously though cats are just.... odd....  My cat used to sit in your lap, or lay accross your chest while letting you pet him purring so loud it sounded like a buzz saw (I mean really you could hear him more than 10 feet away), and then all of a sudden he would hiss, jump up, give you a look like they want to kill you, claw you in the face, and start running around the house in random directions at 150 miles an hour, hide under things, and jump out, and attack you when you went by like a furry little claymore, he was possessed, then an hour, or two later he'de go back to normal, snuggle up on your lap, and start purring acting as though nothing happened.  Ofcourse he also did a lot of chaseing imaginary objects, and light, but I think all cats do that.

Most likely your cat was stareing at a bug, or a piece of dust or something that you couldn't see, 9 times out of 10 when our cat stares off into space if you examin the area he's stareing at closely enough you'll find a little spider crawling around in the corner or something, he's stareing at it because he can't figure out a way to get up there to get at it, it could also just be a reflection of light that he's stareing at, and for the same reason it's not close enough for him to pounce on.

Oh a tip: Cat+Laser Pointer=endless fun.

As for him stareing at you like he wants to kill you, he probably does...., for a while anyway then he'll forget about it, and want to be pet.