The Cat Testament

Felis silvestris catus; a.k.a our beloved house cat. A soft little ball of infinite furriness, pink spongy adorable toe beans, cute little whiskers and a wee little nose. Sweet, innocent, potentially harmless. Give them a ball of yarn, and they'll love you forever. You're damned if you've never imagined yourself sitting by a fireplace, curled up with a book; and your lovable little companion under your fingertips, meowing in content and gratitude. Right? You think so?

Jokes on you.

A "domestic" cat is anything but that. To prove my point, I bring before you The Cat Testament, where I record the life of Shri Shri Muri Maata (The Holy Mother PuffedRice). Go on, test my words. See for yourself how "adorable, innocent, harmless, blah blah blah" cats are.

This is based on true events, by the way.