The life of Jorge

Chapter 1

I (Jorge) yawned with sprinkles of spit squirting out. I rolled over on my fat belly and stretched out- letting my sore muscles rest. I inhaled then exhaled, inhaled exhaled. Sitting up my well groomed fur stood straight up from the static electricity from the rug I had stretched on.

I Glanced with my hazel eyes out the stained window, then settled on the fact that it was drizzling out side. I could not go outside because my perfect white locks would get ruined for all the tabbies.

I have an owner with curly whips of grayness, I despise my owner because of the way she talks to me and most of all, the name she gave me. Every time she says "Mr. Fluffles" it sends shivers down his spine. Sure i called myself Jorge but I would hate even the thought of being a "Mr. Fluffles".

Stretching my legs out I stood up and and pranced downstairs. As doing so I repeated over and over "Jorge, you are the best. No one is better than you! You are the most handsome cat on he block!"

That's when my transformation started to begin. Now that I am "Jorge the evil cat" I must hide my identity as ...ugg... "Mr. Fluffles".