Mental Diary 9

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Mental Diary 9

I jump down from the fence and see Max and that dog. The dog gives me a dirty look, but it looks trusting enough. "Thanks," I meow to Spike. "Sorry that I taunted you," I add for the dog. The dog smiles, so I guess he forgives me. Wow, that was easy. "So, what's the next part of the army?" Max barks.

"We are going to get some gear, like helmets, goggles, and some kind of armor," I meow. "I'll get it," Barks the dog. "Thanks, hey, what's your name?" I meow. "Ron," He barks in reply. I nod. "After he gets that, I know a very strong cat," I meow. "And who is that?" Barks Max. "It's the cat who trained me. It's my father," I meow proudly.

My father was the best fighter cat in the world. He could PULVERISE a hundred dogs in SECONDS. He's the animal CHUCK NORRIS. He's my father, and that's a secret I told nobody except my army. And I know where to find him. He lives in a tree. I bring him food every day. It's one of my biggest secrets (sorry, mental diary!). He's getting old, but he could help.

I climb the fence and run along it until I reach my house. I jump on the large pine tree. I'm lucky yet again. My father is awake and looks young. "Dad," I meow. He spins to me and stares. "What do you want?" He meows. "I want you to join my army," I meow in reply. Suddenly, I jump into my story and he looks proud.

"Of course I'll join! I need to stretch my legs," He meows, getting up and jumping on the fence. "The sun is rising. We're supposed to meet in the sewer," I meow. I signal him to follow me and walk along the fence, beside Max's house, and into the sewer. We're ready. Max and the dog are ready with gear on. I put on my share of gear and my dad does too.

"I noticed some cat hostages down there," I meow, pointing down. "I also brought a loud dog attracting horn," I add. I raise the horn and throw it down on the ground, ready to push it at any moment. "Ready?" I meow. "Yes," Everyone meows and barks in unison. I push the horn and hear a million barks coming from below.

"ATTENTION, STUPID DOGS!!" I yell. "WE DECLARE WAR ON YOUR PATHETIC GANG!" I yell as loud as I can, and then we jump down and start the war.

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