Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
February 24, 2003
Krazy Kitty
Tiaterimus is running around the apartment like a beast posessed. It makes her name all the more fitting. Its pretty windy tonight, and everytime it picks up, she races toward the window to see what is making the sounds. It might not be so bad if she were actually a graceful cat. But, like her owner, she's a bit of a clod. So she bounces around, punctuating her noisy footfalls with little squeaks and rumbles. This generally only happens at night, just before or after we go to bed. Crazy cat...
Posted by criminal at February 24, 2003 12:18 AM