Pussy Control…
She tried to kill me last night, I’m sure of it.
It was in retaliation for the violation she suffered indirectly through my hands. I knew that look she gave me afterwards oh so well. It spoke volumes – it was saying “You better run bitch, I’m coming for you.” She managed to mask her approach as she stealthily stalked me. I felt I had nowhere to turn to escape her vindictiveness. I awaited my punishment in anguished fear. For whom the bell tolls, it tolled for ME…! That’s just a little warning to you folks, never take your pussycat to the vet.
*Disclaimer: Events portrayed in this story may have actually occurred.

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I suggest you giver her a whole can of tuna. She may just forgive you.
-daNanner
She may just bite me instead… that pussy is mad!
Bitch knows where you live. I’d watch myself. You never know when a vengeful pussy might strike.
You are SO right Ms. von BonBon…
You should only take your pussy to get it groomed. Anything else tends to make them nervous. If it promotes more petting, they’re all for it.
ahah. Fun post, a bit misleading….
And I know what you mean… Those furry things can be feisty (both of them).