I Crap In a Box

I'm Maddie, a fabulous foul-mouthed Calico from Washington, D.C. I sleep, whine and poop a lot. Swearing like a sailor and vomiting like a supermodel round out my typical day. Tormenting my sister also warms my heart!

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

I want my own apartment

Honestly, if Mommy doesn't stop locking me in our room while she sleeps, I am going to smother her with my smelly poop. Just you watch! Now she likes to close the bedroom door when she finally decides to go to sleep, leaving me with no access to my food, litterbox or the bathroom faucet from which I quench my thirst.

This morning, she didn't even roll out of bed till 7:45 a.m. ... and I had been howling for a good two hours, begging to go to the bathroom sink for my morning fix of H2O. I was howling louder than Howard Stern on the radio was talking, but to no avail. Mommy doesn't even stir when I bitch. She did throw something at me and told me to go to hell, but I am certain that she did that in her sleep and did not mean to wound her precious kitty. Not my mommy. :) Fucking bitch.

But she did lock me out once or twice, and I sat at her door and howled until I got inside her room, so I guess I can understand why she prefers me to howl from within her room instead of outside of it. And if I'm inside, I at least wait until 5:30 to start whining; but if I'm in the hallway, I don't care what time it is, I rage like a motherfucker. Perhaps Mommy would understand if I locked HER out of our room!!!

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