I finally find someone who loathes felines as much as I do. Then Ms. Oates turns this guy into a complete psycho. It's not fair. He tries to kill an annoying Persian, repeatedly, then his unsuspecting wife.
I guess I won't be looking for your facebook profile.
Why can't there be a well adjusted, non-murderous, character who hates cats with a burning passion? My ilk are never represented in the media. I'm calling the ACLU.
The devil dog got a huge hunk of PB&J, confidently flung on the ground from the sticky hands of the one in the high chair. I managed to wrestle half of said bite out of the slobbering dog's mouth. I've decided that the hoover can wait in her kennel during the baby's scheduled meals.
This is Lyla. She is evil incarnate. I thought those meddlesome cats were trouble; I was wrong. This smelly fluff ball is determined to make my life a pain. Her breath smells like a dead raccoon. She wipes her snotty nose on my pants. She has to go out every 5 minutes. She's yappy as all get out. She bites the baby. She follows me everywhere which causes me to trip over her hairy torso. She is dim and crossed-eyed. She makes me sneeze.....She's watching me right now.....