October 15th 2013 3:31 pm
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Oreo and I are teaming up in pre-meditated, pre-planned meanness. Yep… we are ganging up on our little brother PooToo and mom knows it and sees what we are doing. We are AWFUL, but have a good plan, I’ve gotta admit.
I don’t like PooToo. I loved Poo so much… maybe I just miss him too much? Mom is trying to keep the peace in our household and the only time I really get close to PooToo is to sniff his butt or to eat meals together. But boy if he so much as looks at me, I give him the warning bell. Well, warning mrrrrrrooowwrrrrrrr.
(mom rolls eyes at how juvenile Lily is)
Oreo isn’t too fond of him either, but she is a little bit nicer. Then there’s Odie. She used to be on our team, but she is a total sucker. She’s being NICE to him now. She used to be in the Mean Girls Club with us. *sticks tongue out at Odie* She’s just milking it because it’s her birthday today. Sheesh!
So this is what we do. *evil giggles* Oreo and I strategically place ourselves in the path to the litter box, to where bratty little brother can’t get by without an altercation. Oh don’t get me wrong; we don’t get into fights or anything, we just need to show him who’s boss. So with this minefield of cats in his way to the litter box, he is afraid to pass by us and has no choice but to pee on the little kitchen rug. Mom knows it is just an accident and never punishes him, nor tells dad, but she started noticing this tag-team pattern between Horrid Us. MOL MOL! So this morning after breakfast, the time that he usually does his business, she shoo’ed both of us away, strategically placed in his path, and CARRIED him to the litter box. OMC, she carried him! Sheesh!! And he did his business. I mean, I want him to get in trouble and it isn’t working. We re-formed our Lily-Oreo Mine Field, but she shoo’ed us away again ….and again. I’m afraid our strategy is beginning to fail.
Meanwhile, PooToo is getting big. And bigger and bigger.
Mom to Lily: You’d better play niiiiice, little girl! He’s going to give you a run for the money when he’s BIGGER than you! HAHAHAHAHA it’s called karma, kiddo! BTW… I put away all of your Q-Tips until you can play nicely. I WIN
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Lily, Take it from another girl with and intruder kitty. If you don't let the new kitty use the litter box without interference, your mom will tell Santy paws. Gasp,I know... but I have been warned. Don't risk it :(
Uh oh! Watch out, Lily. Your mom could form her own Mean Girls Club.
MOL! I tried being mean to Maurice, but it didn't work, he stayed around. So I didn't even bother with Travis.
Around here we gang up on dog-guy, MOL!
Furry cute tail of failed strategy...MOL!
Your Mom might put another litter box in another area so PooToo could "go"! MOL!
I have been known to stalk our two new boys at the litter boxes and chase 'em out! They leave their 'poos' on tha floor as I would not let 'em finish in tha box... *puts on sunshades*...
They are big now so I don't bother 'em as much. PooToo is gonna get big so watch out! MOL!