My mother has a cat that when I talk to her I some times call her "Sissy" You know like, "Well hello there Miss Twitch, have you seen mom?" Where this Siamese cat, who is 100 something in cat years, whom I figure has been in the human world long enough to understand what I am saying to her, looks up at me. She tells me something in her catty way, and her tail now starts to twitch. I wish I could understand her language, thank heaven she understands me perfectly! I now treat her like she is deaf, adding insult to injury, and raise my voice! "Hey! Sissy! Where's mom?" Now her ears are twitching and she is truly annoyed. She throws a few meows at me and then daintily gets up and starts to leave the room. "Thanks alot sis, big help you were." I gripe at her, where Ms Twitch or Tupken as my mother calls the evil thing, whips around saying something catty swats at me scratching me before she turns tail and runs, causing me to scream, which brings my mother running. “Your evil cat just scratched me!” Where my mother then asks me why I was being a bratty baby sister and annoying my elder sister! I tell mom I don’t know what got her hairs raise; I simply asked her if she knew where YOU were…” Where a light bulb goes off and my mother explains, “Oh! She was just telling you “Hold on, I’ll get her for you!””
Yeah, okay…welcome to MY world!
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