Bullied [jul 03, 2007]

I was sitting on the kitchen window when the travesty happened. It was a pleasant evening with a hint of breeze. A tasty looking squirrel was dashing through the driveway. Pha usually puts a chair next to the window to ease our ascent. Nathan came and sat on it. Annoyed, I gave bro a long stare. He mirrored it. I let out a vicious hiss. He didn't even blink. Fixing my eyes on him, I pulled back my ears, bared my teeth and produced a growl-hiss medley. He seemed amused by it. Defeated, I jumped down and ran away. I know where your litter-box is, Nathan. This cat on cat crime will not go unpunished.