My cat is possessed.
Or just really bad.
I don't know what to do with her. She thinks she rules the house. I don't know how to get her to understand that it is my house and she just lives here.
I catch her taking her paws and scooping out her food, dropping it on the table, and then dropping it onto the floor so she can bat it around. She plays with it and I am left to sweep it up.
Then my poor dogs...she terrorizes them. They walk by and she smacks them in the head. She kicks them out of their doggy beds so she can sit there. It's pathetic.
I never thought that a 2 year old cat could run a household just because she has claws. Don't get me wrong...I love my sweet Smoopy cat. She's lively and she's just what I always wanted, but I don't like how she rules the roost.
I have a feeling that this house will be run by a cute little furry black cat for a long time to come...
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