This time, it has become personal!
I try to be neutral, and peace-loving. But some *blip*-ing animal thought I was piss-loving and decided to pay my room a visit while I was outstation. And that *blip*-ing thing took a piss on my bed and pillow!
It stoinks so bad! I almost put my face on that pillow. Just as my head was about to land on it, I smelled something weird and caught myself before I got a dose of ammonia. Later on, I realized that it's the familiar smell on my front porch, where the *blip*-ing neighbors *blip*-ing cats always take a piss.
I knew theoretically, that cats are evil. My friends, who are anti-cats, have been 'preaching' the 'news' to destroy all cats (after they grow out of their kitten phase.as kittens, they still are cute). I never really bought their 'message'. I tried to give the felines a benefit of a doubt. I thought they were misunderstood creatures.
Today, all that is over! Not after they took advantage of my helpless bed and pillows. How they got into my house beats me, but their piss stains says it all...unless one of my house mates did it, which I try to doubt at all cost.
Call me cruel, but I have a personal vendetta against cats now. If I could, I would *blip* *blip* *blip* *blip* them, and let them die a slow painful death. WWJD don't work for this matter...
All cats that piss on beds should be like this.