Mum doesn't like cats. Neither does my Grandma, nor my dad I think.
It's not like they're evil, evil people who don't love animals or anything, but I just guess they just don't really have any soft spots for cats. Dad had a FEW dogs, so did my Grandma... eh wait I think she had a cat too back at Hotsprings... But meh, I'm straying.
Anyway, my point is: Mum doesn't like cats.
Guess I can't expect her to when the cats who turn up at our doorstep are usually there to:
1. Steal fish from the dining table.
2. Rummage through our rubbish for food.
3. Have kittens.
4. Poop all over the garden.
Back to my story...
Quite a funny thing happened today.
Was on the way back from work, mum and I in the car. And just as we were about to turn in upon reaching the house, we saw two cats right at our garden. One was a sandy coloured kitty, looking like it was up to something and about to go under the fence to get into my garden; another was a whitish-grey kitty, half sitting, half squatting in my garden.
Well, mum being mum and not liking cats, was obviously furious at seeing whitish kitty in our garden. So, mum being mum, honked the car horn loudly, just so she could scare whitish kitty away. However, whitish kitty did not move and just stared back at her. Sandy kitty however, backed up a step and decided to reconsider its intentions of getting under the fence into the garden.
Upon seeing whitish kitty not moving, mum got even angrier. As I opened the gate for her to drive the car in, she decided that whitish kitty was looking for trouble and decided to get out of the car just to shoo it away. Whitish kitty, upon seeing mum approach, still did not move. Sandy kitty however, was smart enough to take a few more steps back.
By now you must thinking, "Wow, that whitish kitty is one-heck of a brave cat!"
Well, hate to burst your bubble, but I don't think that's true.
Why?
Well, because...
Whitish kitty was in the middle of "No. 2". XD
I mean come on, who would, or maybe the better term would be, "Who could?", move/run away when you're in the middle of "No.2".
Unless there was a nuclear missile coming right at you, I don't think you'd actually urm... move, if you had "No.2" hanging halfway out your @$$. :D
So there you go, whitish kitty did not deem mum a threat big enough to move away whilst in the middle of "No.2". But, as soon as "No.2" was done, it ran out the garden quicker than you could say...
"Poop"
XD
Poor whitish kitty though, imagine the thoughts going through its poor kitty mind upon seeing the threat of mum coming at it.
"Oh no! She's gonna get me!!! Should I run? Yes I should... but how!? I'm... not... done... T___T"
Or something to that effect... Lol...
And all the while, sandy kitty seemed like it was enjoying the entertainment from a safe distance outside the garden.
Wonder if whitish kitty would be daring enough to step paw into our garden again. If it doesn't, I think it will probably be because its too embarrassed by this episode to, rather than because of the threat of "mum".
*Reminds me of Charlotte's calculator...*
**Edit: Oh almost forgot, please forgive my horrible art skills.
2 comments:
hahahhahaa....
very entertaining post! :)
i like ur art skills btw :D
my my.. it rly has been awhile since i read anything so funny on any of d blogs i ever read...
as 4 d cats ting... my mum doesn like em either... but deir so cute :D
LOL...the drawings is so adorable XD
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