September 5th 2008 8:45 pm
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One day Mom brought a new kitty into the home. Her name's 99 and she's a GIRL. Yuk. I immediately sh0wed her who's boss. Mom tried to get us to get along. She tried hard. For a long time too. But I held my ground. I just can't look at that cat without getting the urge to beat her up! And there's no way I'm going to allow her near the food or the BOY'S litter boxes. Eventually Mom had to separate 99 for good. Hee hee! 99 now can only be in the bedroom, us boys get the rest of the house. It's awesome, except that 99 gets to snuggle all night in Mom's bed. That part's not fair.

Here's my technique: I wait patiently outside the bedroom door while Mom gets ready for work in the morning. Occasionally the door will be left open unguarded. Yippie! So I make my move. I casually walk in, secretly glancing around until I spot 99's location. Then I continue my casual stroll, by chance in 99's direction. But I don't look at her so no one knows what I'm up to. Then when I'm a few feet away- I launch my attack! She runs off yowling and hissing, it's great! Then Mom usually busts me so I run out of the room, down the hall into the living room, where I innocently fake that I'm grooming myself. Then I stroll away.