Sunday, November 22, 2009
Sweet Pea Meets The Monkeys
We met Sweet Pea on Friday night and, well, I was not amused at all. I had become fond of this little whippersnapper on film, but when she arrived into my house, all bold and kitteny, it was a very different story. Tortitude - she has it! She reminds me of a young me, but I am three now and I do not appreciate her enthusiasm! I am the head Tortie here and she just walked up to me like she owned the place. I growled and hissed at her, and she just kept coming back. Finally she snuck up on me when I was enjoying a treat so I had to whap her. Don't worry, I kept my claws in and she didn't seem any worse for wear, but I had to get my message across. MY treats - MY home. Do you understand, little one? Maybe if she can accept these facts I might like her more, but until then, she will get whapped everytime she comes over!
I could tell that Samson really was interested in her at first, but when he saw that I was upset, he got all hissy. Is it any wonder why I love that big, sweet Mancat?
Here is a montage of us showing Sweet Pea that she is not welcome here.
I'll give her one thing - she's got a lot of guts in that tiny, furry body of hers! Or maybe it's just kitten naivety.
Apparently the humans thought it went as they expected and are going to try again this week...silly humans.