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!

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Bitch!

Grandma sent us treats in the mail last night. When Mommy opened up the little box, there was a lovely jar of Aquari-Yums (the moist ones!), and Grandma had even put a big pumpkin sticker on the lid. It was our Halloween present!

But did we get any of said treats yet? Oh, hell no. Kadi was being bad and really mauled Mommy something fierce, so the bitch wasn't in any mood to feed us treats. Normally, she will at least sneak me a couple because I am good. But Mommy was mad at me because I pooped on the hallway carpet instead of in the box and stunk up the house.

If only I had thumbs, I could open that damn jar myself! I am lying on the couch, looking at it ever so longingly. ...

2 Comments:

At 8:40 PM, Blogger Funkalicious said...

Maddie, you are such a bad girl! If you shit on the rug, you don't get treats. Fundamental rule of life. And don't call your Mommy a bitch, either. She's going through a really hard time right now.

 
At 1:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Poor Maddie! It's a rough life being a cat! Maybe if you up the crap output she will realize that you must really, really want treats.

bub

 

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