Click here to view old videos.Proof That My Kitty Was The Devil
Morgan Rose Ireland Yvette DeWitter
Well, if she wasn’t The Devil, she was at least some sort of undead that hell spawned. Sadly, my kitty is no longer with me. Her visa expired several months ago, and she had to return from whence she came. I miss her so much.
I miss her trying to steal my dinner, her hissing at me because I told her she had to go outside, and her few and far in between kisses. I miss the conversations we would have. No, really, my cat talked to me. She was by far the most vocal cat I have ever known. I doubt I will meet another one quite like her.
I really wish I knew what happened to her. One day she was here, looking evil as always, and the next day she was gone. Even her buddies, Dopple and Thames, have disapeared.
Her greatest moment ever was when she peed on this guy who had to stay over one night. She peed directly on his crotch while he was sleeping. When he woke up, he thought he had wet the bed. I have never laughed so hard in my entire life. He turned out not to be such a good friend not too long after that, and so I thanked her. Seems she knew before I did that he was a no good dirty rotten rat.
She liked Phil though – a lot. I wonder if she liked him because she knew he was allergic to her. That is what an evil cat would do, I think.
Ah, I miss you kitty.
Our boy is 13 now and slowing down a lot. We’ll miss him when he goes.
September 13, 2008 @ 4:50 PM
She’s in Kitty Heaven giving St. Petercat a hard time.
September 15, 2008 @ 11:00 AM
I like the little comment avatar with the country flag.
Also, get ready with the smelling salts.
September 15, 2008 @ 4:35 PM
I was at a party once and noticed a mangy, half-dead cat slowly traversing the area. I thought it was a stray but it turned out the cat was about 20 years old. It was pretty creepy, but they loved it. So whatever! 😉
Sorry for your loss. I can help out in the meantime by peeing on disagreeable people, if you wish.
September 16, 2008 @ 10:13 AM
@Dogait – I think you lost me. What does your second sentence mean in your second comment?
@Erick G – I know a few disagreeable people that need to get peed on. Start drinking your water. 🙂
@Lee – I don’t think that Morgan would be allowed through the pearly gates.
September 16, 2008 @ 12:15 PM
Hi Gabrielle, Dogbait sent me over to contribute … I think he’s trying to get you to faint. Anyway, sounds like a cool cat you had there. We have two fleabags with lots of personality. As much as they drive us nuts, they’re pretty cool too.
September 17, 2008 @ 6:02 AM
Hi Gabrielle,
Your devil kitty looks like my daughter’s cat, Binklebonk. He’s a bit psycho, and has never forgiven his owners (my ex’s family) for introducing a cute little kitty into the household nearly 2 years ago (who wanted to be top cat when only half Bink’s size), and now he often hisses and growls, or runs away. He’s a black cat too. Loved the suitcase video – you must miss her! Yes, I’m here under Dogbait’s orders, and happy for the journey 🙂
September 17, 2008 @ 8:18 AM
Hi! I also migrated from Dogbait’s blog. We have a 13 year old cat who is still doing well but getting grumpier as he gets older. Sorry for your loss. I think you had a great friend there who had good instincts about people.
Feel free to stop by my blog for a visit: http://antiquityoaks.blogspot.com
We have lots of new lambs lately.
September 17, 2008 @ 11:19 AM
Oddly enough, I also have a cat who expresses discontent with people and things by urinating on them. He destroyed three copies of a dreadful textbook for an awful class in my college days before I gave up and just started using the reserve copy in the library.
September 17, 2008 @ 11:40 AM
There used to be a stray cat in my neighborhood, I named him One Eyed Guy, because, well I guess it’s self explanatory, he was missing one eye. He was in love with my girls, he would try to get close, but Missy and Sissy didn’t like him, so when he was rejected he would immediately try to pee on them. The look on my girls’ faces when he would raise his tail and point his butt at them was very telling, it was a mixture of shock, disgust, and pity. My cats weren’t talkers, but they had expressions that spoke volumes. Sorry for your loss.
September 17, 2008 @ 1:30 PM
I guess it is time for me to faint. 🙂
Thanks for all the comments. They were great.
September 17, 2008 @ 4:08 PM
Good kitty!! Wish I had a special nice/evil person kitty detector!
September 17, 2008 @ 5:16 PM