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Note the supercilious expression....
It's really the only one I've got. Mama always
said, watch out or your face will freeze that way. Oh, well! |
What makes Gabriel so mean?
Gabriel isn't even a
year old but I suspect is gifted
mentally. He enjoys watching
movies with me, reads Cat Fancy,
Cosmopolitan and The Purpose Driven
Life. At least he confiscated the
book from my personal library and
has never returned it!
Unfortunately most
of the time Gabriel uses his
intelligence for evil, not good. He
has decided (after reading Cosmo)
that he will be the ONLY man of the
house. When any male friends enter
the apartment, Gabriel launches a
full attack of hisses, bites, and he
loves to trip (he sent my
friend crashing into the dining room
table by strategically placing
himself under his feet while he was
carrying food). Gabriel doesn't quit
the harassment until blood is drawn
and the male intruder leaves.
Gabriel then punishes
me for daring to invite men into his
castle. The punishment can last for
days and is both psychological and
physical. He waits until I am asleep
and bolts underneath the covers,
puncturing my feet with his teeth.
If he doesn't have a taste for flesh
that evening, he spends the whole
night howling at the moon like a
coyote.
Gabriel insists on
wet food at precisely 6:00 am every
morning. If I am not up, he cuddles
next to my face and purrs. He fools
me every time because I think he is
being lovey, but if I dare drift
back to sleep he bites my nose HARD.
He has drawn blood. If that doesn't
scare me out of bed, he comes back
and bites my lip.
I work from home, and
like a small child, Gabriel doesn't
understand quiet time. I can always
count on him to open the kitchen
cabinets and remove all the pots and
pans onto the kitchen floor when I
am busy. He then moves into the
bedroom and systematically knocks
over perfume bottles, hair brushes,
books and anything I have on the
dresser. His favorite seems to be
the cd tower as it makes the loudest
noise when it comes crashing down.
If I had a dollar
for every day that I had to work
typing with one hand because he was
asleep on my arm, I would be rich! I
don't dare move him though; I know
too well his revenge will come later
in the night when I am fast
asleep...
Photo submitted by: Tia
Date last updated:
03/20/06
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