Hi cats. How are you? Hope all is well with you.
I would have typed sooner, but if you look at the comments section of my web site, you’ll see that I’ve been busy answering comments. Mom told me our blog may be becoming more popular. I hope and pray that’s true. If it is, that could mean that I’ll make some money with my writing. If I do, I will donate at least some of it to the cats at the shelter where I came from. Then, I will buy enough salmon to feed me for life. After that, if there’s anything left over, I may buy Mom a little something—like a cup of coffee since she is cheating on her caffeine diet.
Now, I have to tell you about Sheba. In case you forgot, Sheba was formerly known as Fraidycat until she stood up to that mean Clawzilla. Well cats, I’m here to tell you that we may have a Clawzilla Junior on our hands named Sheba. Here are just a few of the things I’ve heard her say to the kittens that she hangs out with:
“Get me some food. I am the Queen of Sheba, so I don’t have to dirty my paws catching my own food anymore!”
“Get over here and scratch my back. Queens deserve a massage.”
“Don’t start anything with me, or I’ll claw your eyes out!”
Oh no! I just heard a yowl. It sounds like a kitten has been hurt. I’ll be right back. I have to see what’s going on!
Later . . .
Cats, you will not believe what I just saw. When I ran to the window, I saw Sheba clawing one of the youngest kittens in the alley. I cannot believe that she did that—especially since she knows how it feels to be another cat’s scratching post. I yelled at her, so that kitten is safe for now. However, I can’t be at the window all of the time. So, as soon as I see Angelina again, I am going to tell her about how mean Sheba has become. I’ve got to go, though. I’m going back to the window to make sure she doesn’t hurt anyone else until I
snitch tell on her.
In the meantime, please post if you have any ideas about what I should do about that Sheba. Also, if you wish, please pray that Miss Clawzilla Junior doesn’t hurt anyone else. Thanks!