Cats Rule

Why did my Cute Cat Just Turn into a Hot Guy?!

Yes, yes, I hope my fans aren't angry at me for adding another story and not updating the others. Really sorry!

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"OW, DAMN IT!" I yelled, clutching my ankle in pain. "Ow...ow ow ow..."

I hopped over to my bed on one foot and collapsed on it.

"Grr...stupid cat tree." Note to self; watch where you step.

I examined my foot for a sec. Red. It was going to bruise tomorrow.

"What happened?" One of my little brothers, Darren, poked his head in my room.

I waved him away. "Nothing, nothing. Kicked the stupid cat house."

He gave me a strange look. "...Okay then...just to tell you, mom said its dinner time..." He muttered before retreating. Hm, I should have phrased that differently.

I heard a small meow from my desk. I looked up from my ankle and glared at the cat seated there.

"Shut up, it's your fault."

Stupid cat. He looked like he was grinning. Well, even though he was at fault, I can't stay mad at him...with those big green eyes...

Tch, he mocked me with his pure white coat.

My cat, I'd named him Oscar, didn't reply. Well, obviously.

When I first found Oscar, he was out in the street, soaked by rain. Yes, I was an animal lover, so I stuffed all the stuffed all my grocery stuff into one bag, picked up the cat and took him home, ignoring his really, really dirty fur.

Of course, when I got home, I received a scolding from my mom ("What if he had rabies? Diseases? Blah blah blah blah blah!") So I brought him to the vet.

And he was just fine. So I kept him. I had him for about a year now.

I sighed and shook my foot placing it on the ground and standing up again. Ignoring Oscar's meow again, he probably wanted treats; I walked back to my mini vacuum and picked it up. The only reason I needed one in the first place was because of Oscar's fur...

"Listen, I'll be back after dinner." I told Oscar. He just stared back at me. I talk to my cat. Got a problem with that?

Pretending Oscar's silent was his answer, I gave a mock salute (I did that every time I left) and walked out of my room.

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On my way down the stairs, I pulled a hair tie off my wrist and tied my black hair into a ponytail. My hair was long enough to reach my mid back. I really needed a haircut...

"AMY! Hurry up, dinner!"

"Coming!" I jumped down the last few steps and walked into our dining room.

My dog, a border collie, Storm, greeted me as usual, licking my hand and waging his tail.

I laughed and kneeled, letting him lick my face enthusiastically.

"Come on boy." I walked over to the table, where my family, mom, dad, and little brothers were seated. Well, my little brothers were chasing each other around the table, but you get the point.

I eyed the ribs on the table hungrily.

"What's the occasion?"

"Your dad wanted them." Mom sent an accusing glance at him. My dad just shrugged.

I grinned and sat down for meal.

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"Ahhh..." I flopped on my bed, content and full. Those ribs were like heaven....