The CaT HoUsE.

Dang I have been waiting all morning for my people to finally leave the house so that I could get up in this nice new leather desk chair and type a line or two. No I am not into surfing the internet for kitty porn or kitten porn. I do lots of research to try to compare my house people with others who have house people like mine. Oh, who am I.....So, ok, My name is Cleopatra - yes, corny, but my people call me Cleo. I'm the woman of the house, four legs trump two legs! I don't like my picture taken, so yes, I lifted this off the internet, and F.Y.I. the picture looks like it could be my twin...but I'm much sexier.  So, going on, I'm just your everyday house cat, relatively happy even thought my blog is titled "The Pissed Puss", but as you read my stories, you'll soon learn what I put up with on a daily basis and that, what my people do has me laughing my fur off. Who says that animals don't have voices - Mr. Ed did, and look at Grumpy Cat, making a mark on this world...and I'm not talking urine stains on a new bathroom rug or leaving a small spot that had my male owner thinking someone left a Tootsie Roll unwrapped on the floor - Glad he threw it away, I think I'd have tossed my Meow Mix had he given it the five second rule. So anyways. I do hope you enjoy my stories, and like I said, when my people leave the house, I'll be dishing out scoop on my people - hope my owners can handle it.

 

Until next time - leave it in the litter box.

" Cleo "