whiskers

"help... help me... don't just... help... ehn!" i tried to make a grab for the cat as he walked over me taking the time to jam a fat foot into my stomach.
"oh you son of a bitch. leave me here will you? BE THAT WAY! Come back."
Shir turned his attention to my snapping fingers, scanning for edibles and rebuffing me when clearly nothing was there.
lousy cat...