Revenge of the Cat

It turns out that moving to a new apartment, having another cat, and not paying all the attention to Twoberdoo means that she hates me and wants nothing to do with me - EVER! I really thought that she would have been fine by now, but it turns out that she is angry, more than ever.



Don't get me wrong, I love animals, but look at her eyes, that is pure evil!

Here's what I do to show Twoberdoo that I love her: I feed her, I give her treats (and not Little) I give her massages on her back, I take her for rides in her box, I play ball with her, I brush her, I even let her sleep on the bed. I do none of those things with Little, excpet play ball and brush her greasy hair that makes me sneeze like crazy.



You know, Twoberdoo and I used to have good times. Look how happy we are together.



Okay, Twoberdoo doesn't look that thrilled with her cute little outfit, but I mean, would you if your cute outfit from American Apparel was slighlty on the small side. No you wouldn't.

I wonder if she will change back to her normal self, I wonder if it will ever be like the good old days, you know, when we used to play in our box;



or lay on our scratchy board;



or just hang out and relax with good old spidey.



I have a sneaking suspicion that Twoberdoo is fed up. This whole thing with Little being around has really caused her to turn her back on us.



I mean look at the way she sits there, ignoring me, wanting to escape on to the abyss that is our balcony. How could I have caused such anger. What have I done wrong? Can you save my kitty and return her to how she was;



And help her from becoming that evil cat I fear she has become?




Okay, okay. I might be overreacting a tad, but I mean wouldn't you if your cat had turned on you?

Perhaps it's time she needs. Perhaps it's time I need.

Time can and will heal all wounds and I know that I truly love Twoberdoo. How can you not?



Until next time.

Caryl