Here is our 11 month old demon,
err, I mean cat.
She was about 3 weeks old when
we saved her from animal shelter and was so affectionate.
She was so tiny we named her Little Bitty - LB for short.
She loved to cuddle in the crook of our necks and purr
herself to sleep, she was playful and would sleep anywhere she
felt the desire to - basically, all the things kittens
are so loveable for.
Then the possession happened.
At about 3 months she turned on
us. Playful taps turned to hurtful scratches and
her purrs and meows turned to hisses and growls. She would
bite and claw when we petted her and would often draw blood.
We decided that getting her spayed and such would maybe
subdue her. Wrong! Now she wants revenge.
Epilogue
She comes to our bed and sleeps
next to my wife but will still attack if she tries to pet
her. She harasses our old Tom by not letting him back
in from the laundry room where we keep the litter box. She
will sit in front of the kitty door and slam it in his
face every he tries to get in. Needless to say we still
call her LB, but it secretly stands for Little something
else that rhymes with witch.
