Kenzie's Korner

I Still Got It!

I'm telling you, living with Sebastian is quite a trial. Nothing is sacred to that cat! He has no morals, either. He's bored? Must be time to pick a fight!

Yesterday Mama was home with another one of her really bad migraines and I had been trying to help her but Mama said that my paws and claws in her face weren't appurciated so she put her pillow on her head.

I was quite annoyed by that; what does she mean that I am not helping? So I got off the bed.

Sab was nearby and decided it was time to take me on. He pounced on me and it was a free for all.

He's been doing this lately; Mama says he's bored and feeling better with the weather getting cooler. I wish his asthma would be hard every day and he'd be quiet and sedate! I decided to teach him a lesson he wouldn't soon forget.

I bit his back paw. I got him good. I also howled, hissed, and took a big slap at it.

Mama was no happy. "I said SHUT UP!" she yelled.

Sab dashed off, wounded. I got him good. Later Mama was up and about and saw the blood on the glider chair and she got all worried and woke me up to check me over. Then she checked Sab over and then she found the damage.

Guess who got scolded? It wasn't me!