Mental Diary 1
I don't know if this is real or not, but if it is, I'm taking the chance. I like catnip. I tried giving Spike some catnip once, but he spit it out in complete disgust. I think he threw up after. I guess catnip is a cat only drug. HA, ANNOYING DOG! *Mental sigh*. I haven't even started my mental diary yet! I am so off-track. Spike agrees.
I guess I'll start the diary tommorow. Ooh! I found a sock right now! It's a wild predator! Get it!
I just pounced at it. I'm chewing on it and tasting it's strange taste. What happened to the blood? I could add fake blood. Then my owner could be proud. I know where it is! It's labelled 'KECHUPPP' or something. Top drawer, in kitchen. I'm walking towards the drawer and place my paw on it. I slides open easily. I jump inside. KECHUPPP!
I grab it with my teeth and yank it open. Oops. It's leaking now. Blood is pouring out the bottle! In a hurry, I rush upstairs, but my claw hangs to the piece of cloth underneath. RRRRIIIPPPP!!! Uh oh. I need to be faster. I dash upstairs and hide in a closet. I could hang on this dress. Perfect.
The door from her living room opens. Perfect timing.
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Cat Days (COMPLETED!)
AbenteuerI am a cat named Spark. I started my adventures when I ate fishsticks... but how did I end up in a war against a deadly gang of dogs, with my betrayer as backup and that annoying white dog as my ally? (INSPIRED BY 'THE CAT LIFE' BY SUNLIGHTATMIDNIGH...
