Hi my name is Spot. I am a very pretty fluffy calico cat with a long tail and green eyes who lives with my family. I love my family especially my owner Matt although he does have a serious flaw, he is a dog lover. Ugh! Now I am going to tell the terrifying tale of the day I met his petulant dog, Rooster:
I had a very happy life on this farm. Matt would constantly feed me, pet me, and hang out with me. My little brother Buckshot and I had it all, well except for a ball of yarn to play with, but you get the idea. The one thing that bugged me was their two stupid dogs. There was this big dumb brown dog who used to live with us. The thing was so dumb she didn't even know how to grow a tail. She was a nuisance to me. I frequently had nightmares about when she would put me in her mouth when I was kitten, yup, that's right, she would play with me inside her mouth. It was SO gross getting wet all the time! There was also a little beagle named Scooter or something. She was constantly running rabbits so I didn''t see her near as much, which is probably a good thing because everybody knows that cats are better than dogs! We are purrfect animals. These dogs didn't castigate or should I say catstigate me very often and were for the most respectful of my kind, even though I didn't like them, because their dogs. Anyway, one day, my family left to go on a drive in the car (like they do a lot of times) and I did what I always do when that happens, sat on the bench and waited for them to come home. As I sat and waited, I snacked on a bowl of toothsome cat food because trust me, there is no food in the world better than plain old dry catfood. I sat there eating and thinking about how much I love Matt but when he got back home, you would never believe, the scary monster he was holding in his hands. When I saw my family's car headed towards the driveway, my fluffy tail wagged, and I started purring. I went up to Matt to visit him and felt this sense of malaise as my little kitty nose could smell something but I wasn't sure exactly what it was. Matt came out of the car holding the most insidious beast I'd seen in my life. It was a little red beagle puppy with a long tail, hideous green eyes, and a face that looked nightmarish.
"Ummm, Matt, that creature is kind of freaking meowt," I said to him but all he could he hear was the sound of me meowing. The dog then chased me into the family's barn and I ran as fast as I could practically stumbling over my long tail. I climbed up to the tippy top and hid there for the night. Thinking about ways to scare that creature into not bullying me. I knew that my new archnemesis had arrived.
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