At night- this 300 lb cat sneaks (how an excessively large cat "sneaks" is one of the wonders of God's design of cats) under my desk and hides. Then when I want to go to sleep- I have the daunting taks of removing it from my floor to push it out the door. I sleep with my door closed (or else it will sleep on my face in the middle of the night)
|Its is evil- even if it looks fluffy|
This is me- ready to remove the cat. Yes, I did put on my coat, shoes, and mittens just for this task.
Okay- not exagerating here. Meanest, fattest most stubborn cat I've ever met. I try and pick it up, and its too heavy and starts to bit me. It does the low siamese growl that says "touch me again- and I'll bit your face" I am a 23 year old, able bodied, person- that is afraid of a cat. Not only afraid- terrified. After trying to coax it, call it, offer food, poke, and pry it off the floor....it still willl not move.
Most cats- get frustrated with getting poked...and they MOVE! Not this one. It backs further into the corner and taunts me. After moving my chair it takes another 10 minutes to tick it off enough to finally make it move. It moves just outside my desk- where I can finally scoot it out the door ( it turns and hisses at me ever other step)
One day it even chased me around the house- and cornered me, while I stood up on a chair wrapped in a blanket (so it couldnt bite me) Not one of my proudest moments.
The winner of the Inmitable Lindsay giveaway is #14 Kasey!!