What makes Jasmine so mean?
When I first met Jasmine--She was a barely weaned,
half-starved, and begging for food at a gas station. I took
her home and her reign of terror began after a good meal, a
warm bath, and a vet visit. (Of course I would be a bit
ticked too after a vet visit and a bath ;)
She terrorizes her mom and grandma, a 95lbs Shepherd mix, a
45lbs Lab mix, 2 10lbs Peekapoos, 2 grown cats, and a 10lb
Flemish Giant Rabbit--not to mention every plant in the
house. She bites toes in the middle of the night, stalks pet
birds, wrestles grown cats to the ground, she destroys huge
houseplants with a single bound and scars me up in sheer
delight. So I submit Jasmine a/k/a Trouble a/k/a Brat a/k/a
Damn Cat for induction into your mean kitty hall of fame.
Photo submitted by: Susan S.
Date last updated:
10/25/05
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