This is the tale of a kitten, a toy slipper, and an unfortunate pair of fairy wings.

You see, the evening started out as it typically does on a Saturday. Children playing after dinner, as they try to avoid the nightly teeth brushing and jamma wearing. Laughing and running continued upstairs until I heard "Hey! Stop that!! Give it back! Ow!! Hey! Keep back!" Next, I heard giggling and the sound of three sets of feet as they started to run down the stairs. "

TASHA!" Colleen cried out. "Stay back!" Natasha answered. Becca could be heard giggling when she sat on the top of the stairs, to wait for the moment of danger to pass.

I then saw Natasha run into the room. She said: "Don't touch it! It will GROWL at you!" Having no clue as to what she talking about, I glanced down to see our still nameless kitten attempting to guard his new found prey.

I reached down to rescue this slipper when the creature's ears disappeared into the top of his head. He glared at me with this evil maniacal look cats give when they really mean business and emitted a growl...which was not only meant to warn, but to terrify. It worked, but as a mom, I am obligated to save any and all toys from said creatures of "doom-eh". When I picked him up, I realized that this tiny bundle had claws.

[Meankitty's note:  DUH!]

I maneuvered him carefully in hopes to avoid the tiny needles, but not only was he nimble, he was quick. Too bad I didn't have a candle stick (Bam!) I ended up with quite a few scratches, as well as a half way mangled pink feather on this "Cinderella" shoe.

I sat back down and tried to relax again. Soon, I heard more noise coming from Becca's room. "He's got something else, Mommy!" This time I grabbed the camera first. And yes, he was on a rampage. It seems he discovered the extreme evilness of pink fairy wings (not that I blame him). He wanted to teach them a lesson.

Notice the claws as he holds on tightly. I tried to shake him off, fearing the claw, but he held on like a tick.  But when I snapped this picture, he took off like a shot and hid in the darkness that is my downstairs.