Tessa on the table – 2015 © Colehauscats.com
Ha! Here I am, sitting on the “forbidden” table, the supposed no-cat zone, the off-limits plane for all but me because I’m a special snowflake. I’m Tessa, a.k.a Danger Cat and danger is my business!
No one will tell me what to do. No one will tell me where to go. I will do what I want and no, my middle name is not, “GET DOWN!”
Thinking she will get away with it – 2015 © Colehauscats.com
The only fly in my kibble soup is that pesky, self-appointed “cat” who thinks she’s the boss of the world. I mean, who died and made her Ceiling Cat?
Well, I’m putting my paw down on that business. No more bossing me around. I’m going to stake out my spot right here and after a few days, mom and dad will have simply adjusted. I’ll get lots of extra attention and pets, and maybe I’ll even get my own place setting. “I’ll have the filet mignon please. Extra rare,” I’ll order every evening and that other cat will count herself lucky if she even gets to sniff my plate when I’m done….”
Uh oh – 2015 © Colehauscats.com
um… she’s behind me, isn’t she?
