Taking over the world, Day 1.
Hurrah! My plan was a success. Mom was right---humans ARE so easy. A little purring, a tail flick, a pathetic look at how innocent, cold and hungry plea, and wham! Step number one of my plan to take over the world is now checked off on my list. I have successfully wormed my way into a human home where soon, I will have my first two servants brainwashed and at my beck and call while I set up my center of operations.
I have lucked out for the most part. I have caged dinner in the living room, If I could figure out how to get into that cage with the oversized chirp-chirps, a ready supply of what appears to be t-u-n-a in some kind of sauce that is pretty good, and plenty of places to catch up on my beauty sleep (after all, my beauty sleep is important. My slaves need to know how beautiful I am.) However, there is one problem. There is a woof who resides here. Mom always said that though woofs are dumb, that they are mean and are always trying to rebel against the rightful rulers of the earth, felines. I will have to take care of this woof with any means possible. I tried hissing and growling and the woof stared at me dumbly and went back to chewing on it's dead hedgehog. Dumb woof, doesn't it know that it's dead? Its no fun to play with something already dead for crying out loud!
wait....Is that...a string.....?
until next time......