catslave's Journal

Hi there, Rumpus Bumpus Cat here (but you can call me Bumpus or Bumps).  I am just waundering around the house trying to figure out if it is better to barf on a spot that I know my Dad will step on first thing in the morning or to barf on the most expensive piece of carpet I can find.  Decisions, decisions, decisions.  

I am mad at my dad because he calls me poopy britches.  I can't help it if I had a little slip up...he shouldn't have fed me fish, he knows that makes me have loose poopies.  We had to get into the shower and get my butt cleaned off.  Still mad about that.  Really mad.  But it is better than me having to clean it up myself.  I think I will barf where he will walk first thing in the morning, that will be a  nice way to get back at him for the shower thing.  He could have used paper towels instead of traumatizing me with the shower.   I have lovely long blonde hair and I can throw up barfs several inches long, so I am sure my dad will be proud of me when I leave a nice big barf for him!   I think that will be the best.  All my brothers and sisters are jealous about the wonderful barfs I can do...heehee, they just don't know how to do it while projecting! 

I wonder what our new house will be like and if it will be as fun throwing up there.  Oh well, I guess I will have to wait to find out.  We are supposed to close on the 16th.  Dad and Mom are anxious and want to close as soon as possible, I can't wait to see if there are neat places to barf because that is my speciality. 

I think mom and dad love me best.  The other cats will be put out in a barn, but I get to stay in the house.  It is a craftsman style house on 15 acres, so I think that is neat. 

Anyway, I feel a catnap coming on, so meows to everyone and headbutts as well--Bumpus